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She glances back at me, catching my gaze for a second. Something glistens in her eye slightly, from the rain probably; but maybe not. My breath catche... slightly in my throat. Not the rain.The bench she leads me to is covered by the tent, but only barely. Wind shifts and rain blows in sideways and up and down and we sit there. Staring at each other. Saying little. She makes this expression. As hard to describe as she is. For what adjectives run together to make a person like her. It's sad,. "We spoke of a few other things and then got off the phone. Laura looked at me and said, "I was terrified all through that. April's arm around my waist kept me from running. Your parents and Jen's mother are so nice and they haven't even met me. I'm still scared but all three of you will be with me this weekend."I said, "Of course, but you will be fine. You're kind, intelligent, and beautiful. They will love you almost as much as we do. You need to worry less. Remember your myriad successes.. More

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