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Chapter 30: Inseparable
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2024-10-29 19:42:56The next day, Dillon and Tony piled into the car. They almost didn't make the parking meter, and there were traffic cops galore in Wildwood. Both of them had woken up and decided to go walk on the beach for a while. Every time Dillon went to the beach, whichever one it was, he always brought some shells and stones back. He'd give some to his mom or put them in his fish tanks. Each shell and stone was a memory of that happy day. They had parked a block from the boardwalk and paid the meter for ninety minutes. The beach was so beautiful in the morning and each enjoyed the other's company so much that they lost track of time.
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"Good man, I'm glad to hear. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Such simple, innocent times, eh?" Tony yawned and gave a content stretch. Dillon could relate, his body was pleasantly heavy and his vision had a warm fuzziness edge to it, if that made any sense.
