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Preaching to the Choir
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It'd been several weeks since the incident in Kings Falls, and so far, I hadn't noticed anything different about the way Madeline and I continued to sneak looks at each other. Her smile was still as sweet, and she was still keeping the boys at bay whenever she was around a mixed group of guys and girls.I was fairly certain and relieved to conclude her mother hadn't mentioned what she'd seen in that alley. Not long afterward, I got confirmation that she had zero knowledge of the incident in the alley.The usual crowd was out by the lake, hanging around bonfires and drinking beer and wine coolers. So far, I'd only ever seen her hold a wine cooler, but for the most part, she seemed to baby it all night. I'd never seen her act stupid or sillier than her norm when she was just laughing with her girlfriends.I was kicking it with my brothers and a few other guys, far away enough so it didn't look like we were trying to hook up with high-school girls but close enough that I could keep an
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