Etched in Memory

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I take a slice of honeydew melon from my fruit salad. It's the perfect combination of sweet and refreshing, just what I need. We're all sitting at our usual table in the cafeteria, with plates scattered with the remains of lunch. Stetson has a huge cheeseburger on his tray, with lettuce and tomato precariously sliding out. I scrunch up my nose. "Honestly, Stet, don't you ever get tired of those things?" He grins, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Never. It's a classic for a reason." I shake my head, a smile forming on my lips. He's impossible. Today, I'm wearing a simple white sundress that falls just above my knees. The embroidered flowers along the hemline add a cute touch. I paired it with my favorite sandals - the brown leather ones with the braided straps and my turquoise necklace fo

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