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We lie back and watch the sky as the crickets buzz all around us. I don’t realize until now how much I’ve missed this. Missed her. There’s no pretense with George, no pressure to conform to the cutthroat social cues of my other friends. I’ve been starving for this for the last three days.
Wasps in the Ice Cream
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