Sparks flying

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Maddie The sun on that summer morning in Detroit was shining softly, without the intense heat that usually characterizes the season. The light breeze helped keep the atmosphere pleasant. My jeans and light blue blouse were the ideal choice for the day—simple, comfortable, and cool enough. The temperature was mild, and I felt the lightness of the morning as I walked around campus. I walked up the steps to the college's main entrance, pulling my backpack strap closer to my shoulder, and that's when I saw Sandy, my best friend. She was leaning against one of the columns, working on her cell phone with that expression of concentration that always made me smile. As soon as she saw me, she smiled broadly, crossing her arms dramatically. "Finally! I thought you were going to leave me here fore

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