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Chapter Four - The First Date

“Mom?” I called down the hallway as I trudged toward the kitchen, wondering if I had been right. Would she let me go on my first ever date with only a little notice? She was already making dinner, and Dad would be home for the weekend soon. Part of me hoped she would say no, then I could text Aston and weasel my way out of this very confusing, very strange date.

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