Amuné quickly shook her head at the question.  She hadn’t meant he was a liar...but now that she considered it....  “You could be, though, and maybe I just can’t tell.”  She lifted her head to look at him again, wiping the worst of the tears away with her sleeve.  “I can’t always -- and that hurts even worse.”  She grimaced, looking at the damp spots on her skirt.  “It’s better knowing, even when they hate me for it because they think I--”  The girl bit her lip and her gaze flicked up to Cain for a single guilty moment.  “Why is the truth such a bad thing?” she asked instead, looking away again.  “Why does everyone want to hide it?”

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