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41. Sentinels of the balance
Rob and I talked for another two hours, it was almost dawn when we parted and I can't believe how easy it was for me to be open with him. He wasn't suffocating me with his false pity nor was he offering any worthless advice. He just listened and occasionally interjected his point, which always was valid. I didn't even feel that I was talking with someone so much older, it was just so natural, like I have known him for years. In the morning, well alright, eleven is not exactly morning anymore, but when I finally woke up I met with my parents who looked really out of place due to yesterday's events. But I know they meant well, so I apologize for my behavior and the faces my parents made were the funniest thing ever. Raising me and Freddy Mom and Dad weren't easily shocked, but I think they
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