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Though I caught a few looks that landed on Monroe and didn’t leave Bill Ferris gave a long, lohistle which Monroe ignored

We reached the fire, and Monroe tugged her hand froirls who ran in Rachel’s croere staring her down, but still, it felt good holding her hand

She felt good Steady Real

And that was pretty screwed up, considering I didn’t think she liked irlfriend

I decided not to think about it too onna push all the crap out of ood time Or at least try to

I’d been closed off fro that it felt weird to see so Brent, the bassist in my band

I thought he’d gone up to the cottage with Link and Rachel and the others, so it was a surprise to see him here

He was shirtless, with his beige cargos hung so low I hoped he’d at least taken the tier An old Def Leppard song, “Foolin’,” was his dad’s favorite song, and whenever he heard it, if he was drunk enough, off came his clothes

The girls didn’t seeht he was crazy as shit Brent was also one hell of a w

ide receiver and, as quarterback,my passes and made the bass sound melodic in a way that not many players could

His face et, but I couldn’t lie

It was good to see him

“Dude,” he said with a slow grin, grabbingyourself?”

We hadn’t jauitar since our last gig And it wasn’t that we couldn’t or didn’t want to It’s just…without Trevor, the band was dead It was like the soul, the groove, and the life were gone, sleeping beside him in that hospital bed

“I’ve been working for my uncle”