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We walked off school grounds and into the woods. It felt like we were walking forever until we stopped and came to The Pizza Parlor.

"How did you know I liked this place?" I asked, smiling. "Your Memories." Bryce said.

When I was a little girl, My parents would take here. The Pizza Parlor.
My parents owned this place but after my mom died of cancer and my dad was in a car wreck, it was owned by someone else.

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