Chapter Eighty Three: Drunken Calls

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Brandy We all stayed up until the wee hours of the morning. Conversing and playing games. Timmy ended up conking out hours ago, along with some of Nate’s second cousins who were around his age. They had all been taken to their rooms and put to bed. Luther happily went with Timmy, because as he put it, he was getting far too old for all these shenanigans. It was honestly wonderful being surrounded by so much warmth and love and happiness. There was plenty of laughter. Everyone joked around. It was an altogether different atmosphere than what I was used to at my own home. Though, that had always been the case, even back in the days when we had lived here. That had been one of the many reasons I always escaped to Nate’s house when I was younger. I always showed up here, even if I wasn’t n

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