Chapter 22:

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We arrived at a park. It looked so familiar.

"Harry where are we?"

"Don't you remember this place?"

Then it hit me. This is the park we would meet at after school to "study" when we ended up playing truth or dare. Senior year, was great. I'm glad I transferred to this school when I did. I'm glad I met Harry.

"Oh yeah. So many memories" I said

The grass a bright green, the picnic table that we used to sit at was now replaced with a slide. The old oak tree still set there, too.

"This is where I knew, for sure, that I was in love with you Marie."

I didn't say anything, and just looked into Harry's beautiful eyes. He kissed me under that tree, like in high school. It's been two years since I've graduated and I have been attending college during winter.

The best part is Harry's collage is only an hour away from mine. We often meet at a coffee shop for a break. Sitting here in his arms once again made me feel like I was back in high school.

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