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Chapter 7-2
I held my tongue (but not my breath) and followed Lisa upstairs, where I sprawled on her bed. She shuffled through closets and dressers, organizing and straightening while she looked for a particular pair of pants. “Tell me about this tall, dark stranger in your life,” she said. “What makes you think he’s tall and dark?” I asked. “Because some things never change,” she said. I grinned. “Shows what you know. He’s tall, but he’s not dark.” “I didn’t mean physically,” Lisa said, raising an eyebrow while pulling on a pair of straight-leg, turquoise knit pants. I would look like Skanky Smurf, but somehow they worked on her. “Good point,” I admitted. “There’s not much to tell. We definitely have a strong, physical attraction, but I don’t know if that’s all it is. And we met during a very i
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