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Chapter 7
Chapter 7 Darren had seemed a little quiet—not off, exactly, but definitely quiet—that evening, and Jayden kept watch, but he seemed to ignore the piano for the rest of the week. He did start playing piano music on his laptop in the evenings a little, but four or five minute stuff, not huge movements, and it was interspersed with other instrumentals from bands Darren liked anyway. So Jayden kept watch, but nothing seemed to happen. The week rolled by in its usual way—evenings with Rachel, one evening with the drama society, waking up now and then to Darren creeping into bed (he was on late shifts) and waking up half an hour early so he could lie there and toy with Darren’s insane hair while he slept and just appreciate the weight and warmth of him for a little bit before having to leave
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