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“Sounds good.” He pulled out of the parking lot with ease. Soon we were on the freeway. There wasn’t much conversation, but there wasn’t really a need for it. I didn’t mind the quiet, and he didn’t seem to either, the way he was kind of caught up in his own mind. Then out of nowhere, his eyes not even leaving the road, surprising me, he slowly grabbed my hand, our fingers entwined, and my heart fluttered again.

A teen love story - with a twist.