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“You want to look at tax tables?” A girl could hope.

He pressed on my shoulder, and I tumbled into the pool with a screech. Shane removed his prosthetic and jumped in after.

One after another, our friends joined us.

“I knew you’d get the job.” Shane pulled me against him and kissed me. “I’m always right.”

Laughter surrounded us as the tree frogs joined in.

Sometimes, I remember the day I first wandered into Fortune’s Creek, lonely and running for my life, and think of all that happened. It turned out I wasn’t a mess, after all.

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