She’d always been kind to him. She’d endured his clumsiness during dancing class, even asking him to dance when he was too fearful to ask anyone t... dance. Their parents knew each other, perhaps that was why she had been kind. His parents worked for a living, hers did not. Her parents were divorced and she spent most summers with her mother in some upscale site on the Riviera. He spent most of his in a primitive log cabin in the back woods of Maine. His parents were ‘wannabees’, desperate to. I’ll be here when you come back.” She smiled and kissed me, and that was that. She even made us a picnic lunch. I think, now, looking back at that time, that’s what had kept us together all these years. She simply trusted that I would always come back to her.“Have you brought Jennette here?” she asked as I pulled the truck over and parked it.“No. I haven’t brought anyone.”“You should.”“Maybe,” I told her, knowing I was lying. This was more than just a place. It was a moment caught in time, a. More

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