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“Do they still make those?”

“Beats et inside”

Gabe grinned “I’ to believe this is really your house”

“Trust et inside a place that looks this tired? See that tree over there? If you look real close, you’ll notice notches on the trunk My brother did that after I fell and broke my arm He was mad”

A broken finger A broken arile “At you or the tree?”

“Just mad That’s Zach Better to attack the tree than the snotty cousin who pushed me”

Gabe gave the statement its due consideration “I think I like your brother”

“Me, too” She flashed that sain “He’s a cop”

“Who wouldn’t approve of breaking and entering” He cupped his hands “You don’t look like a burglar, anyway Hop on I’ll lift you up”

“Are you sure?”

He cocked his head, eyebrows raised in alar”

She laughed and he got that sinking feeling again in his belly “You’re now my accomplice”

Cute

After checking the bottoravel, she gingerly placed a black and pink Nike runner into his laced fingers, steadied herself with a hand on his shoulder and hopped a couple of tiet her momentum

“Ready?” he asked

She nodded “The criins”