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She tousled her short, red hair as she pulled off her helmet. It was getting dark, so Adam would probably be a little upset she'd been out so late. Or maybe not, maybe Mom had kept them both distracted with a board game, or... something she preferred not to think about. If she ever needed to wonder why her stepfather treated her like a teenager, it was probably because she sort of acted like one.
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