Hot Summer (Part 2) |
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Introduction: I sat nestled in a crook of an old oak tree, and nibbled on a corn beef sandwich I’d brought from home, and contemplated the morning events. It had ticked so many firsts for me, and I couldn’t get it out of my mind, still I wondered about it too. So many questions but in the end they boiled down to one thing really, would Jill and Mary ever play like that again? |