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“Sure, you can let go of Jules. My date.” “Jules?! Her name is Julia,” Chet snapped. “My mistake, I just go with what I call her in bed at night.”
“Dad, I don’t know what to do. They’re all I have left—but I don’t know how much longer I can take it.”
I longed for those books. Those were happy family memories I couldn’t let go.
She was kind and I’d never heard her talk shit about anyone or be anything other than awesome,
“If there’s anyone who should feel self-conscious, it’s all those other chicks who’ve got absolutely nothing on you in the breast department. KFC is going to burst in here and haul you away.”
“Don’t do that.” “Do what?” “Minimize what you went through because of what I told you about me.”
“Don’t ever let anyone else make you feel like you’re not awesome.”
In a matter of days, Jules had gone from someone I looked forward to seeing every day, to someone I needed to see. I needed to make her laugh and make sure she was okay. And I wanted her to want that of me too. There was an awkwardness between
“He’s my friend.” “Not from the way he’s checking out your ass, he isn’t.” She lifted an eyebrow with a wide smile.
