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Review Blog: TEXAS TWINS TEXASTWINS smiled at me. The way he looked at me, it was as if he knew something about me that I didn¡¦t, like maybe he understood why I was there. That made me feel even more nervous. And I wasn¡¦t scared, just nervous. ¡§I¡¦d be happy to talk with you about your grade, Hillary,¡¨ he said. ¡§Would you like to come in?¡¨
I¡¦m not sure why, but something inside me told me not to go in, but if I didn¡¦t go in, I wasn¡¦t going to get what I wanted. ¡§Ah¡Ksure,¡¨ I said. Mr. D held the door open and I walked by him and into his house. The house was nice, nothing really fancy, but it was very neat. He led me through the kitchen down a hallway, and into his living room. There was a big, soft-looking gray sofa and a big maroon overstuffed chair and hassock, and a TV and a bunch of other furniture. The room was a whole lot neater than the living room at my house, but my Mom is far from being a neat freak, so¡K There I was, standing in the middle of Mr. D¡¦s living room, nervous as hell, not sure what to do or say next.