“What do you think? Do these say something like hey, Charlie, I’m happy to cheer you on at your race in a normal way?” He was silent, studying both with his usual seriousness. Maybe it was the sun, but I swore he was fighting a smile. “I don’t know. Is that amount of glitter…normal?” I stared down at the pile of signs which were covered in so much glitter it was gonna be a problem. “I, uh…might have gone a little overboard.” “How many signs did you bring today?” “Fifteen. But that extra thirteen is backup.” He arched a brow. “And how many did you make last night?” I peered out over the crowd,
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