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We headed back to the Gray house, hanging out in my bedroom. I worked at breaking in my shoes. I didn’t need blisters at the dance. As I walked around my room, Nixon walked by, spotting us.

He stopped and popped his head inside. “Ladies.”

“Hey, Nixon,” the girls said.

He strolled inside. “Nice shoes
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