Chapter Forty-Three

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MASON From where I was sitting, I could see Nate coming a long way off. “This is the last damned place I thought I’d find you.” Nate grunted as he sat on the step next to the track. He sat carefully and made sure to lean against a thick and sturdy post. “s**t, Mase.” He pulled his knees up, resting his elbows against them. “I thought you were scared of heights.” “Nervous of heights.” He was right, though. It was the last place I thought I’d end up too. I intended to go to the pool, but found myself climbing this rollercoaster instead. “Same thing. Why the f**k are you here?” I shook my head. “This is Logan’s spot. He likes to come and sit here. I think that’s why Dad hasn’t had it torn down yet.” I leaned forward to rest my own elbows on the front of my seat. “Guess it felt right.” I

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