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“Where are we going?”
“My old place,” Macy answered.
“You’re joking.”
“Nope. It was a good place to have it and more private than the diner.”
“Well, I guess, but like at least there was a lot of seats and stuff.”
“It’s going to be fine, trust me.”
The last thing she had at this moment was trust in her friend. She knew this night was going to be extra and there was nothing she would be able to do to stop it. Instead, she resolved to go with the flow and attempt to enjoy herself.
“Macy,” she said as she took in the number of cars lining the driveway, yard, and road.
“Calm down.”
“I am calm.” She wasn’t, but saying it helped, a little.
Matilda was at the door before she could open it. “Come in, you’re late!”
Kristen’s arm was taken as she was pulled into the small house with en
