The beginning rush...

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It's Sunday and Andrew and I are in the back of the cab on our way to the airport.

"I can't wait; I haven't seen my parents in months!" I say with excitement.

"Yeah that sounds great," Andrew says with a weird tone in his voice.

"Is something wrong?" I ask him.

"It's nothing," he mumbles.

"Andrew, come on, tell me," I say as I put my hand on top of his.

He sighs, "I just don't like the idea of leaving you to fly to Tennessee alone."

"Why is that?"

"You mentioned that Sammy's family lives on your street in Tennessee and I don't want him bothering you," he explains.

"Don't worry, I won't let him. I have my parents with me and I'll face-time you every day to talk to you," I say putting my head on his shoulder. He kisses my forehead softly.


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