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“Easy Blue”

“What kind of blue?”

“Bedroom blue!” I point at the wall “The walls Your shirt My dress Pale Tiffany blue”

He tugs oes to the end of the bed He opens his wardrobe door, and I see all of the shirts hanging in color sequence

“Josh, you dork” I start to laugh and point, but he grabs s thon the bed in his robin’s-egg bedroom His walls are the blue of my eyes I’ve been a bit slow

“But that’s the prettiest blue in the world!”

“I know Good lord, Lucinda I thought I’d be busted the moment you saw this room”

He sits on the bed behind me, one knee up, and I fall back into the perfect cradle of his body

“How sonize their own eyes, I’ll never know”

“Sees Hey, Josh”

“Yes, Shortcake”

“You love me” I see him smile in our reflection at the confusion and wonder in my tone

“Since the moment I saw you Since thebackward off a cliff The feeling has never stopped I’ve been trying to drag you doith me In the worst, most ill-conceived and socially retarded way possible”

“We’ve been so awful to each other” I feel his cringe, and his hands begin to stroke ain?”

“Ti Over Game”