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Brandy The next several days were filled with endless fun and adventure. Nate had filled our schedule. We took a walk down memory lane and visited places we used to go back when we were younger, both when we were children and when we started dating. He called up a few of my old friends and we all got together for a pool party that obviously had booze and great food. We also spent a day just walking around his parent’s property, reminiscing about the times we spent out here just being children. It was wonderful. It was what my soul needed, and I was extremely grateful Nate had been able to make this happen. Nate had also coordinated with some of Timmy’s past playmates and such, though it was iffy if they really truly remembered each other. Though, everyone Timmy met he instantly hit it