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Sudden thought—what if she’s a cop? Nah, too chill. Still, heart’s racin. “I wanted to be brave,” I whisper, quotin Eilis again. She don’t hear, busy lightin another cig. We do the deed—quick, messy, real. She’s hummin somethin, maybe Sinatra? Surprised me, that voice. Soft, not what I expected.

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But then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m like, “Seriously, Porec? You had to ruin the moment?” We dash for cover under a café awning. I’m soaked, and my hair looks like a wet mop. My friend’s cracking up, and I’m just trying to keep it together.

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