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“You single, Hal?” I finally give him the long-awaited answer, nodding to tell him yes. “Good.” He takes a slow predatorial step towards me, tone sharp and leaving no room for question. “Because we aren’t fucking friends.”
“It’s always been you, Hallie.”
“Rio, playing for Boston is your childhood dream.” I shake my head. “You’re my childhood dream.”
“I love you, Hal.” She turns back, smiling at me. “I love you, Rio. Always have. Always will.”
Then it’s the ten of us. How it was always supposed to be.
I spent years complaining about being the single one of the group, the odd man out. But even though I was the last one, how lucky am I that I got a front-row seat to watch each of my best friends fall in love?
