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Talk?

I got off the bus, anxious to see Caleb. Did he even come today? I hoped so. The real question is, did his mom let him come today?
I finally got inside the school, after what seemed like hours, and got to my locker. He was already waiting for me. I was so happy to see him. I gave him a huge hug.

“Hey! I’m so happy to see you!”

“Me too, Amber.”

“What’s wrong? Oh, nothing. But I think we need to talk at lunch.”

Talk? We needed to talk? About what? He just got home from the hospital yesterday. This isn’t what I thought today would be like.

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