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Grant
I had been lying, sneaking around, and practicing for weeks in preparation for this big moment. I just hoped it turned out even a tenth as amazing as I imagined it.
We told Molly, and anyone else that didn’t absolutely have to know the truth, that we were preparing for a big fundraiser to help secure money to improve the handicap access to local town landmarks, which was partially true. Molly was astute enough to know something else was up, but she refrained from asking me about it. It was a good thing she showed some restraint because I was practically bursting from wanting to tell her, yet knowing it would be best to keep it a surprise.
The big night was finally here, and it looked like everything was a go. The weather was cooperating, and we couldn’t ask for a better night
