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    Summer Love – (Chapter: Prayer Of The Refugee)

    " Hey Ashie." Spencer says with a smile.

    " Her Spence" i say looking back at her. If she is going to flirt i think i’ll throw in some of my game then.

    " How are you feeling? You look kinda beat up there."

    " Naw this is my grudge look." I say smiling at her and looking down at my clothes. They were pretty dirty. I even had a hole in my shirt haha.

    " Hahaha well i like it." She says with a wink"

    " You haven’t seen anything yet." I say winking back. Earning a blush from her. She motions for me to come inside. Caleb grabs my hand as we walk into the house. As i grab his hand i realize how sore i was. My hands even hurt to grip his hand. The rest of the day was going to be a longggg one.

    As we all go into the house i realize what the huge table was for. They fed all the workers lunch in here. There was a little line like at a buffet and you could pick from almost any kind of lunch meat you wanted and chips. I fixed me and Caleb a plate but realized there wasn’t room for me and him at the table.

    " Ashley, come out here with me." Spencer yells from the porch. I smile and head out the door. She is leaning against the railing with her plate looking at me. I smile and take a seat opposite of her going down slowly as i realize my legs hurt too.  Caleb sits next to me.

    " The first day is always the hardest." Spencer says smiling at my little struggle to sit down.

    " I’ll be fine haha." I say laughing. She just looks at me knowing that tonight im not going to be able to move.

    " So what’s your story Ash? Tell me about yourself."

    " Well i like poetry, long walks on the beach, trespassing on this guys land to watch the sun set and get chased off. You?" I say with a smile. I know thats not what she wanted but she laughs anyway.

    " Iv chased you off a few times too. Can leave me out of your hobbies." Oh god i would love her to be one of my hobbies i think. " But really what do you like to do, whats your favorite band, color, ……why your so protective over him." She adds looking down at the boy sitting next to me contently eating his sandwich.

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