“My mom told me you might be brusque and rude.” I do a double take. “She did? Why’s that?” “She said you wear a suit, are from the city, and probably don’t have a personality worth talking to as a result of having the life sucked out of you from sitting behind the glass walls of a skyscraper all day.” I cough over my laugh. “But you’re talking to me, right?” “I am . . . but I haven’t decided if I like you yet.” “Good to know.” This kid is pretty spectacular. She’d fit in perfectly in Manhattan. “Apparently the clean air we have here, plus getting a little dirt on your shoes, will make you
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