“Oh, not really,” I say.

“C’mon, really? You’ve got a big smile,” Tao said, averting his eyes away.

“Was I smiling?” I question.

“If you didn’t realize it, you must have been happy,” Tao said, looking disappointed.

“Well, it would if she hated her roommate.” Uncle shot.

“That’s true. But I’m getting jealous,” Tao said.

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