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“There is no middle, Monroe There’s no ”

She didn’t answer but slipped into the driver’s seat and fired up the old Crown Vic For the first ti forward to soirl inside the car

The girl with the gray/green eyes

The girl with secrets and pain and so that was close to as buried inside my chest Inside my head and heart

And I thought that, for the first time since the accident, I didn’t feel so alone

And that was nice for a change

Chapter Thirteen

Monroe

There wasn’t a soul at Baker’s Landing

Not one person or dog or even a bird flying around There was nothing except a hot breeze, beautiful oak trees, an inviting grassy knoll near the water, and the most picturesque pond I’d ever seen Seriously It looked like so out of a Nicholas Sparks movie, and I half expected a bunch of white swans to float by at any minute

Orhis boat like he’d done in The Notebook, looking so hot and yummy and sweaty…

Kind of like Nate

I watched him as he walked toward the water, Gra him a surreal kind of look

Heeasy strides, and I could totally picture hi it really well I thought that, if I lived around here, ames You know, if I liked football Which I didn’t, so I don’t even knohy that thought popped into my head

He paused on the edge of the bank, set the cooler on the ground, and peeled off his shirt