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ASPEN
Lubbock, Texas – June 1st
My bedroom door opened at one in the morning. I knew it was Ransom, here to give me the shot. I lay perfectly still on my side, pretending to be asleep. The truth was I hadn’t even fallen to sleep yet.
I couldn’t manage it. I was so worried he would be taking off with his friends who’d shown up. I kept an eye on the window of my bedroom that overlooked the driveway. The car his friends came in had left around nine that night. I had no idea if Ransom was in that car or not.
And I wasn’t about to go looking around to see if he’d left either. I was playing it cool, the way Margo had told me to. Acting as if I didn’t care at all. But I did care.
Ransom moved the blanket off my shoulder, pulling it down then pulling up the hem of my t-shirt to expose my
