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“Thea!” Xander calls out and I find hiest grin “You’re crazy!”

I lift my ar!” I call back

His answering laugh echoes through my ears

I close h the water, spinning in circles If I’ myself to care—and heck, if I did fall it would make for an even better memory

When I open e of the fountain I run into his arirl, and dive into his arms

He grasps s ?” I ask with a laugh

He grunts “I’d rather be Peter Pan”

“Why?” I ask, curiosity leeching into my voice as he carries me to a bench

“Because Peter Pan never had to grow up”

“You never want to grow up?”

He nods “No” He bends down and grabsone shoe on “But you must be Cinderella since it appears you’ve lost your shoes”

“Well, you put it on—so like I said, Prince Char Besides, I think it’s a little late to be Peter Pan” I lower my voice to a hushed whisper “In case you didn’t notice, you’re all grown up”

He laughs as he puts the other shoe on ht and extends his hand to et back to the ball—and by ball, I mean work”

I pout “The ball sounds more fun”

“For once I’d have to agree with that The Hall my ass”