The way the explanation forms on Cassie's tongue; it feels sharp and tastes bitter. She doesn't want to have to tell another one. The truth is coming out in all different shades these days. Cassie rehearses her word choices so the fabrication doesn't sound aggressive, defensive … argumentative.
They're just a pair of shoes, for crying out loud.
"No," Cassie says in her soft, fluty voice. "They're not new. Been wearing these old things forever. I take care of my belongings, is all."
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