Day 46

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I really did have a fun time this weekend hanging out with Mallory.

When we got back to the car I pulled my phone out of the glove compartment.

I had like twenty miss calls from my mom and a hundred texts.

She obviously didn't read the letter I left or heard me tell her that I was going camping this weekend.

I called her as Mallory drove the couple hours home.

Talk about an overprotective mother. I always wished my mother was more like yours.

I heard a song that reminded me of us. Here are some of the lyrics.

I looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky, the pretty lights.

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us growing up and fallin in love

And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes and said oh my, my, my

-It be better if you could hear it

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