“Does it feel strange to be back here?” I ask her gently. She shakes her head. “It feels good. A little sad because I miss that time in my life, but these nights were always my favorite memories.” “Want to make another one?” With my hand that’s not holding the blanket, I offer to help her sit, but when she slips her hand into mine, she takes a step closer to me, staying on her feet. Looking up, her eyes bounce between mine before she exhales the words as if desperately needing to get them off her chest. “I told your mom that I love you.” I can’t help the smile that slowly slides across my
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