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Chapter 29

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"I went to Ross's seventh or eighth birthday party and you were the only girl there. I thought you were his sister at first - Ross and I weren't exactly friends so I didn't know his family life. I remember you were really quiet and had this weird scowl stuck to your face. Only until we started playing hide and seek did you cheer up. You stuck to Ross's side the whole way through but you worked well together," Deshawn reminisced. 

"I remember that party." I laughed quietly. "I remember you too." 

He widened his eyes in amusement. 

"I remember thinking, who the hell does this kid think he is taking not one, not two but three party bags!" 

He snorted out a laugh. "They were fo

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