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“Fourteen”
“Fourteen” Finnegan made it to Aspen a few minutes past 3 in the afternoon. Soon as he reached he city, he contacted Bran right away. He was nervous. Excited. He dialed the number but didn't get an answer on the first and second tries. He became anxious until it was picked up. He didn't question why Bran didn't answer right away. That never occurred to him at all. All he had in mind was to see him, let him know he's waiting. He sat inside his car parked by the side of the road close to a café. He smiled when he remembered he stuttered as he told Bran the name of the shop. He did mean the phrase, if that's how Bran would have heard it. 'I love you a lot.' At 19, Finn felt like a younger teenager having a crush for the first time. He can't believe he's the same guy known as the bad
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