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to summers spent in that wooden house.
“Calvin, let me crash at your place a few days, okay?” she teased, eyes bright.
She tried to sound light, but there was a nervousness beneath her words I couldn’t quite name then.
I grabbed her suitcase. It was lighter than I expected.
“Not packing much?” I joked.
“I’m old,” she said, ruffling my hair. “I don’t need continue reading …
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