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"What’s the deal with that guy?"

I really didn’t want to tell hied hied hilimpse of both me and athered"

"Three years ago, I spent the summer before my freshman year at Harkness in South Ha out there, too"

"Okay"

"Well, Dad never co at a kids’ ca off"

"Okay" He chuckled

"Tucker Fanning -- who I shall henceforth only refer to as Fucker Tanning -- used to take the train out during the week to uest house"

"Sounds pretty grand"

"Oh, it was He and I had a fling And by ‘fling’ I hteen, and he enty-six"

Rafe flinched "Whoa Was he married to your sister then?"

"Oh, God no" What a question! Even at eighteen I’d never screw a married man And I’d never do that to

"In fact," I told Rafe, "he’d just broken up with the NorwegianI was flattered And quite obviously an idiot"

The train caht in front of us We stepped inside and sat down on the bench "He shouldn’t have taken advantage of you like that," Rafe said, his face stony

I touched his elbow "That’s not really the probleht the sun shone out of his ass Really, I did" Rafe gave e ahead "I served myself up to him on a silver platter, Rafe It’s not like I was soin before hiroan, I shookHe hteen-year-oldone ofto keep our affair secret, because it was too big to tell the world" I rolled my eyes for emphasis "I don’t knohat caood It wasn’t like fuh school, you know?"