#52 Blueberry Hill, Friday Afternoon

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Mary had put some time in at the motel in the morning, until she was certain that Old Guy had things under the control. She skipped out on the meet and greet at the park since no one would really be visiting her. Now she was sitting out on the front porch with cup of hot chocolate, enjoying the peace and quiet of the afternoon

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[neverseenrain]

After leaving the park, Danny headed down Blueberry Hill, carrying his duffel bag over his back. It didn't take him long to spot a familiar shade of red hair. Smiling, he started up the walk to the house. "Mary?"

[bet_on_red]

She certainly hadn't heard that voice in ages. "Danny?" asked Mary, looking up. "Oh my... is that really you?"

[neverseenrain]

"It's really me," said Danny, dropping his duffel bag and holding his arms out for a hug.

[bet_on_red]

"I can't believe it!" said Mary, practically launching herself at him for a hug. "Your dad didn't tell me you were coming!"