I finally stare down at the shirt he gave me. The front has the Mustangs logo and on the back, his last name and number eighteen. It’s the same number all his brothers wear for their mother. It was her birthday. I know this because I looked him up after our run-in at Sabrina’s engagement party. I know a lot about Flynn Holland now. Things I could have known months ago if I hadn’t demanded we not share any personal information that night we spent together. Right next to the eight, Flynn signed it, Dick. And what I presume is his number is scribbled underneath.
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