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tried to make it normal. I asked Chloe about school. I laughed at a joke she made about her history teacher. But the silence around us was loud, and every few minutes my eyes drifted to my phone, waiting for my parents to text, to call, to say they were running late but on their way.
At 6:42 p.m., Chloe’s phone buzzed.
She glanced down, and her continue reading …
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