Zeke and Asher were looking out the French glass doors toward the lake. Miles was already at the table pulling out books. I was walking across the room with my book bag when Zeke turned around spotting me. “I think I know whose house we’re hanging at this summer,” Zeke announced walking back to the table. “Miles' house does have a pool,” Asher reminded him as he kept looking outside. “Yeah, but that’s a lake back there. It’s better than a pool,” Zeke argued his point as he sat down and began pulling books out. “We have to get her uncle to trust us first.” Miles pointed out as he opened his
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