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A rock was thrown and landed on the sidewalk in front of ate, and darted over When I slipped over the gate, Nate had stuffed his hands in his pockets and his shoulders hunched forward He asked, "Are you sure about this?"

I paused "Yeah Why?" He couldn’t have had cold feet We had done worse things

He lifted a shoulder and nodded to the house "Aren’t your parents gone? Will Logan be okay in there?"

"Yeah" I turned, just to make sure, but his as still dark and his curtains neverhappens, he’ll call"

"Your chef is your chaperone?"

I suilty conscience" Wait We started down the sidewalk, but I stopped "How’d you know both one? I only told you about my mom"

Guilt flared over his face "Sorry Your dad’s at our house"

"Really?"

He nodded and gri as your , lots and lots of it I think Mo out the kitchenat our dads on the patio"

"What’d they do?"

He laughed, followingThey were both wasted I think ot his old drinking buddy back I heard hie days"

"What’d your row up He’s too old and fat to be in a fraternity again" He grinned "My dad wore his old fraternity shirt for the rest of the day yesterday I kneas to get back at my mom"

"What’d my dad do?"