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5. Futures Together
“They almost tore ya’ to shreds, Ms.Young…” Cassidy blinked as Dodge explained how last night's events folded out. She sat on a tree stump, Dodge stood nearby with a glass of whiskey in one hand and a handkerchief in the other. Mateo, who was still asleep, snoring gently. His tan face bloody and bruised, he risked so much for someone he hardly even knew - just because she showed him a small dash of kindness.
Thomas chatted quietly with Ade and Wayne, explaining his own backstory with many details left out.
“How did you find us? What were you doin’ out here?”
Dodge chuckled, shook his head, and ran a hand through his black curls, the whiskey in his hand almost gone. Cassidy finished her water and bread, before wiping her hands of the caked on blood with a nearby r
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