Libby Smoak

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She starts pulling paper towels out of the dispenser one at a time, until she has two massive handfuls. “Hey, babe.” I keep my voice mildly curious. “What’re those for?” Summer stares at her hands, then back up at me, her expression completely baffled. “I don’t know!”
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