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Chapter 6-2
Later that afternoon, Win was heading inside the house to get a refill on his lemonade. He’d left Randy swimming in the pool. So far things hadn’t been too bad, though a few of his co-workers had openly stared at Randy. As far as he could tell, Dean was not there. Which he had to admit he felt some relief over. “Hi,” he said to the woman who’d let him in before. “I was hoping for more lemonade.” The doorbell rang. “Help yourself.” She pointed to a glass pitcher of lemonade and then left the kitchen. As he poured, he wondered what would be an acceptable amount of time to stay before he and Randy could safely leave. When he and Dean had attended the Christmas party they’d been there for several hours. Mostly because they’d both had too much to drink to drive home. Win walked back outsid
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