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As I sit with Ashton in the early July heat, he tells me that today is his birthday.

"Um.. today's my 19th and I was wondering if you could get a drink with me later? The boys are with family and I don't want to bother them so I thought maybe you and I - we could hang?"

"I'd love to" I say with a smile and without a second thought.

"So we could meet here tonight?" he says, referring to the bench.

"I'll be here at 10."

**

I know it's actually ash's 20th but this story is based in the past (a year ago to be exact :p).

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