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𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 a city girl moves back to her hometown
and comes in contact with a security guard.
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" i know exactly the type of girl you are. "
" this would never work. i was dumb for thinking it would. "
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𝘵𝘸: 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯�...
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After the dinner date, I had gone home and slept in my own bed. I still wasn't used to the careful nature Mike was treating me with, but I appreciated it. It was reassurance to me that I was in the right place and with the right person.
Waking up, I could hear the splash of the rain falling on my roof. I rolled over and grabbed my phone and scrolled through it before getting a call from Mike.
Hey, morning.
Hey, good morning Miles. Did I wake you?
No, no. I woke up like 5 minutes ago.
Perfect. Listen, the craziest thing just happened.
Okay..
This guy saw a posting I made years ago on Facebook about my brother, you know um Garrett.
Okay..
I was not sure where he was going with this, but I suddenly sat up in bed because I knew something was about to drop.
He said he thinks he's seen my brother.
But, wasn't your brother young when he went missing? So, how would he know what he looks like now?
He was, but he says he thinks he saw someone that looks just like him and has the same name. He wants to give me more details, so I might meet up with him.
It sounded off, but I wanted to be optimistic. I had to be, for him.
Wow, this could really be...something, Mike. Are you going to go?
I really think I am.
Well, where does he live?
He's in Berry Hills, it's about three hours north. I'm going to make the drive.
Are you going to bring Abby?
No, her regular babysitter is going to watch her.
I'm coming with you then.
Miles, you don't have to do that.
Why?
It might be emotional and a lot for you to hand-
No, I'm coming. You're not meeting up this random Facebook guy by yourself.
That was that. He agreed easily that I could come. Luckily, I had the day off at Siena's so I was able to go with him on this mini road trip.
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Mike was in my driveway in his old beat up car. I could see a smile on his face as I walked out the door in my brown puffer jacket and favorite pair of leggings and platform Uggs on. Sliding into the passenger seat, he leaned over a gave me a quick peck.
