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“And, to be honest, I thought that maybe being around you would help because you just exude happiness. You don't notice it, but you're always smiling when you're in this town. When you're talking to Junie or Ruby or Maya, or walking down the street, or eating honey taffy--- you're just... happy. I want to fell that again, too. So, so badly." I reached over and threaded my fingers through his, and squeezed his hands tightly. "If I could give it to you, I would." "It would taste sweet, I'm sure," he said, dropping his eyes to my mouth. "Like you." My stomach burned. I wanted him to kiss me again, sitting on this park bench, on such a lovely summer night. The fireflies danced around us, the wind winding through the trees, and when he set his eyes on me, I felt like the only story he wanted to read.”

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A Novel Love Story

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