“Come back inside,” he said. “Please. Just for a minute, so we can talk.” “I’ll call when I get where I’m going,” she said. If she’d gone inside he would have talked her out of it, out of her shorts and shirt, too. He would have prodded her with a reasoning that wasn’t necessarily wrong, just wrong for her, but by then she would not see past it, not with him touching her, gazing eye to eye. “Maybe you’ll have changed your mind by the time I get there,” she said, still believing her sister without reason, believing out of want, but Neal turned away from her. How many destinies were altered when
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