His eyes follow my finger first to Beth who is making out with her boyfriend in front of the whole damn town, and then to Nicole, who is seated at a picnic table, sipping a beer. I take a step forward, ready to march over and yell at both of them, but Brian stops me. “I’ll take care of it, Laura.” Letting out a heavy sigh, I throw my hands on my hips. “Those girls are going to send me to an early grave.” “Now you know how your mother felt when you and I were that age and sneaking off, knocking boots, drinking beer down by the nature trail.” Brian waggles his eyebrows. “Oh, stop. We weren’t
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