“My girlfriend in high school broke up with me the day before,” he said with a rueful smile while he placed apples in a bag, “and I didn’t want to go to prom and watch her make out with another guy.” I frowned. Inside my chest, my heart twisted for him. “That’s terrible. What a shitty thing to do.” He shrugged. “It’s fine, it was for the best. They’re happily married now so I can’t blame them. And I think he had a crush on her for a while and I didn’t know it.” “I can’t believe you had a girlfriend.” I gave him a little teasing grin. “Thought you weren’t that kind of guy.” He laughed. “Yeah,
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