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“I can't miss the huge wink Lia throws my way as she distracts the rest of the group with promises of summer-perfect food. The rest of them go off---Lia manages to pull Jack after her even though his forehead is furrowed like he still wants to get in the last word to ruin my potential date---to load up on buckets of garlic fries and cones dripping with decadent ice cream.”

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