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“
It
’
s
for
you
.
Happy
graduation
,
”
he
murmurs
,
pulling
me
into
his
arms
and
kissing
my
hair
.
He
’
s
bought
me
a
damned
car
,
brand
-
new
by
the
looks
of
it
.
Jeez
…
I
’
ve
had
enough
trouble
with
the
books
.
I
stare
at
it
blankly
,
trying
desperately
to
determine
how
I
feel
about
this
.
I
am
appalled
on
one
level
,
grateful
on
another
,
shocked
that
he
’
s
actually
done
it
,
but
the
overriding
emotion
is
anger
.
Yes
,
I
’
m
angry
,
especially
after
everything
I
told
him
about
the
books
…
but
then
he
’
d
already
bought
this
.
Taking
my
hand
,
he
leads
me
down
the
path
toward
this
new
acquisition
.
“
Anastasia
,
that
Beetle
of
yours
is
old
and
frankly
dangerous
.
I
would
never
forgive
myself
if
something
happened
to
you
when
it
’
s
so
easy
for
me
to
make
it
right
…
”
His
eyes
are
on
me
,
but
at
the
moment
I
cannot
bring
myself
to
look
at
him
.
I
stand
silently
staring
at
its
awesome
bright
red
newness
.
“
I
mentioned
it
to
your
stepfather
.
He
was
all
for
it
,
”
he
murmurs
.
Turning
,
I
glare
at
him
,
my
mouth
open
in
horror
.
“
You
mentioned
this
to
Ray
?
How
could
you
?
”
I
can
barely
spit
the
words
out
.
How
dare
he
?
Poor
Ray
.
I
feel
sick
,
mortified
for
my
dad
.
“
It
’
s
a
gift
,
Anastasia
.
Can
’
t
you
just
say
thank
you
?
”
“
But
you
know
it
’
s
too
much
.
”
