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Chapter 13
Chapter 13 Mitch Mitch couldn’t quit fidgeting on the bench. He knew he couldn’t put it off any longer. He had to let Craig know about the call he’d received. He took a drink of his beer and glanced across the picnic table at Craig. When Craig winked at him, his cheeks heated up. Craig had been acting strange all evening. Flirty. It was nice, but he knew it was all going to change when Mitch spilled his news. He was surprised just how much he’d enjoyed sitting outside, eating at an old picnic table, but it was incredibly peaceful. “All these years, I never knew you could grill out. The steak is incredible.” Craig grinned. “My dad taught me when I was a kid. We used to grill out most weekends. Steak, burgers, hot dogs. Even shish kebabs.” Mitch scooped up a bite of potato salad. “Wel
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