Our Little Bubble

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-Jacey- I waited while Caleb took our silverware and the empty can down to the lake, praying he didn’t get lost on the way back. The sun was just starting to dip down from its peak outside the window, and I knew my father and Jeanie probably wouldn’t even be worried about our absence until sunset. The silence without Caleb was maddening. It made me even more nervous about whether or not he was okay out there. He was wandering around in boxers, for God’s sake. I didn’t know what time it was, but after a while, I decided it was taking too long. I stood up from the bed and started towards the door. It opened just as I was reaching for the knob, and there was Caleb with two spoons in his hand, and nothing else but his boxers. “The wind took the clothes,” Caleb said in frustration, crowdin

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