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your nose, one eyebrow or the other, but he won’t look you<br />
in the eye.” Even though I now know it’s a platitude, I can<br />
only assume she thinks it’s true of fourteen-year-old nieces,<br />
too.<br />
“Perry’s mother also says it’s okay?”<br />
My left eye starts to twitch. “Oh, yes. Yes, she’s fine<br />
with it.”<br />
I have no idea what Perry told his mother but I’m pretty<br />
sure it’s not even close to the truth, the whole truth, and<br />
nothing but. Aunt Marty, being Aunt Marty, handles things<br />
way differently than my mother.<br />
“You’re lying to me, aren’t you?” she says flatly.<br />
“Lying?” (I break Rule Number Two of Effective Lying:<br />
Never repeat the question in a lame attempt to stall for<br />
time.)<br />
“Lying, you know, as in not telling the truth.”<br />
My mind races, darting from one implausible explanation<br />
to another. Finally, I blurt out the only thing that<br />
makes sense: “Yes. I’m lying.”<br />
Aunt Marty narrows her eyes. “Knock it off, Ruthie. I<br />
don’t like liars.”<br />
“Sorry.” I hang my head, having broken Rule Number<br />
Three: Never get busted for telling a lie because it makes<br />
you feel like a total heel. All in all, I realize, it’s less stressful<br />
telling the truth.<br />
“Can I start over?” I ask.<br />
“Please do.”<br />
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