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“Hey, Morgan!”

Afternoon sunlight bounced off the cars in the high school parking lot as I turned to face my best friend, Bree Warren. I knew that she was eager to catch up with me—I’d been kind of cranky and out of sorts all week—but at the moment I was in a huge hurry. I leaned against the driver’s side of my huge ’71 Plymouth Valiant, which I’d nicknamed “Das Boot.”

“What’s up, Bree?”

Bree ran up and stopped a few feet away from me, gasping for breath. “I just wanted to sort of check in, see how you were doing today.”

I nodded. “Well, I heard from Hunter last night. I’m supposed to go to his house now.”

Her eyes widened in comprehension. “Oh. So Hunter’s back.”

“Apparently so.” Hunter Niall, my boyfriend of two months—was it possible it had been only that long? I couldn’t imagine life without him. I loved him with all my heart and soul and was fairly certain that he was my mùirn beatha dàn, my soul mate. He had left a little over two weeks ago to find his parents.

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