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Chapter 9
The rest of the week seemed to fly by. Ryan visited with Kenzie but made no effort to even acknowledge the fact that he f****d me. He told me the ship-off date was scheduled for Monday. Kenzie isn’t going to understand, but Ryan promised he’ll call when he can to talk to her, which I guess it’ll do. I pointed out that she would not remember him, and he said she’d remember if I remind her. Friday night came, and I went to work as soon as I dropped Kenzie off at my parent’s house since Sarah had another date. It was a typical Friday night, with a local band setting up to play from eight to ten. I made my rounds chatting with everyone a little here and there. At nine, James walked in holding a small dish of vanilla ice cream. He took a seat, and when I walked over to get hi
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