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Paul’s action felt unusually reckless and lacked his usual calm and elegance. He seemed uncharacteristically impatient and urgent. “Sam called you?” he asked.

“Yes,” Miranda replied. She thought, “You heard it, didn’t you? Why ask?”

“Are you going to the Garrison estate tomorrow?”

She nodded. “It’s been a while since I had dinner with my grandparents. They’re leaving for Lumberville next week.”

“I’ll drive you there,” Paul said.

Miranda gave him a knowing look and thought, “Just admit it–you’re looking for an excuse to tag along.”

As the clock struck 11:00 pm, he rose to his feet. “I’m going home.”

She walked him to the door.

After putting on his shoes, he suddenly turned around and hugged her tightly for a deep kiss. He had always been quick to pick things up. She could feel his progress with just one kiss- passionate, lingering, intense, and heartfelt.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed before Paul finally let Miranda go, though not entirely. Their noses were still touching as he looked at her with fascination and longing. ” Miranda… you’re the one who said I could want more,” he murmured.

earlier words but also act on them with

this what they called shooting herself in the

to read her regret. “You gave me the chance and dropped the hint. If

now? You got your way, and

He placed a hand over her

She was speechless.

he returned to his

Only then did she realize how warm

the same moon, Graneda was still glittered with neon lights in the early

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cab to Oakridge. This northeastern suburb of Graneda was filled with urban villages and was also the hub of Mason’s rental

the Hill residence was still brightly lit. Inside, her

Madison dragged her exhausted body through the door, dozens of

Noah, Uncle Samson… you…” She was

your dad had a stroke and was hospitalized,” one relative said. “What happened? How

have been carefree, but she wasn’t foolish. Relatives traveling hundreds of miles from Lakersville without a phone call wasn’t a simple

He refused to take medicine, and it got worse. When we brought him to the