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RANSOM
Lubbock, Texas – May 31st
Even though it was seven in the evening, the sun was still relatively high in the clear blue sky, and the temperature was a sizzling ninety-three degrees. I’d donned my swimming trunks after dinner to take a dip in the pool to cool off.
Aspen had gone into town to visit her friend Margo for the day. She managed to make it home just before dinner in time for next shot. I found her acting differently towards me: cool, somewhat distant, and she hardly ever made eye contact.
When I invited her to join me for a swim, she turned me down flat with no reason why. A simple ‘no thanks’ was all I got, and it left me feeling a little weird.
When I’d asked her what she would be doing to entertain herself, she told me not to worry about it. She sounded kind of b
