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PITD 22: Player

A pretty blonde head walked up to them. She was holding a phone to her ear, apparently making a phone call. At the same time, Willis’ phone rang in Leigh’s hands.

The lady zeroed her eyes in on the phone in Leigh’s hands and walked over to sit beside them on the bleachers.

“Oh! Hey, You must be Leigh then,” she said in a voice that was both sassy and confident.

“Yeah, and this is my friend Carol.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Carol replied politely, but Leigh could see the mischief just brimming in her eyes and chose to ignore it.

“Hi Carol,” The pretty lady—Willa smiled and Leigh caught herself comparing it to how the sun shone after a stormy day. How could someone so cheery have Willis as a brother?

“I’m going to head out to grab a bite or something. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Carol said and waltzed through the crowd before Leigh could say a word. Now she was left alone with the pretty lady. Not the best move considering she was sure

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