I'm in the kitchen buttering my toast.
"Hey Reese."
"Hey Evie."
He sits down at the counter. More toast pops up between us. I'm smiling.
"Hey Reese?"
"Yeah, Evie?"
"You wanna see something cool?"
I place my hand out on the chilly marble counter top, palm down, fingers spread. I'm grinning at him. He's grinning back. I raise my hand up. There's still ( Read more... )

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