Morgan VanderWeele

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I pull open my bag, I take out my last maple bar. I tear it down the middle and offer him half. He takes it with a wink and shoves the entire thing in his mouth. “Look at us, RaeRae. Sharing sweets.” He speaks with his mouth full,
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