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    Summer Love – (Chapter: Prayer Of The Refugee)

    " Oh right to the good stuff huh?" I say with a chuckle. Inside i didn’t know if i really wanted to talk about all of this today. I thought maybe she knew why but maybe wanted me to open up to her. I wasn’t sure if i was ready to. I barley talked about this with my close friends.

    " Wellllll i love to play sports. I play volleyball, basketball, and softball. Softball being my favorite as you could probley tell since you stalk me in the paper." I add and she laughs.

    " Yup you caught me. I secretly stalk you in the papers." She adds with a wink.

    " It’s ok i have many." I say with a wink. I knew i was good. I was a damn good pitcher, but i never braged. Just some friendly cockiness is all. I was going to college next year on a full ride to play softball.

    " Oh i bet. Your pretty hot so i bet you get a lot of guys." She says testing the waters.

    " Ha. Not my thing" I say before i can think. As soon as i realize what i said i look up at her to see her smiling. Not sure how she was going to react i just smile back.

    " My favorite band is Rise Against." I say trying to change the subject.

    " Mine too!" I say them in concert last year. It was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!" She says getting excited.

    " Oh my god that would be amazing to see them. Your so lucky!"

    " Maybe if they come back around here we can go together." She says

    " I would like that a lot." I add smiling. There was hope with this girl. Maybe she was gay. That would be amazing.

    " Whats your favorite color?"

    " I feel like we are playing 20 questions." i say teasingly.

    " You know you like it." She says teasing back

    " Hahah orange. Just like your room." I say

    " Mine too! Oh we have to much in common." She says giggling.

    " I Love orange!" Caleb yells.

    " I thought you liked blue silly." I say

    " Nope Spencer likes orange and so do i." He says and giggles.

    " Oh yeah? Hahahah you kill me." I say looking at him. He smiles up at me with food all over his face.

    "Boy what do you put your whole face in your food?" I saw laughing and wiping his face off.

    " You are really good with him." Spencer says looking at me appreciatively.

    " He’s all i got." I say messing with his shaggy hair.  I needed to get that cut.

    " You need a haircut huh?" I say messing with his hair.

    " My mom can do it?" Spencer said. I hadent even seen her mom all day now that i think about it.

    " She gets home around 4 she can do it then? Trust me you will still be here." She says laughing at me.

    I gron and lay down on the porch and stretch, Caleb intently sits on my stomach and starts bouncing.

    " Calebbbb. Your killing me." I say laughing.

    " I’m not heavy." He says mater of factly.

    " Oh i don’t know about that. I cant breathe." I say pretending he is crushing me.

    He giggles and starts bouncing even more. Spencer gets up and pickes him up in her arms.

    " You cant be hurting our slave!" She says and tickles him.

    " Can i go play with my trucks?" He asks as she puts him down.

    " Of course." Spencer says. Caleb is off the porch and in the dirt in 2 seconds flat.

    " Ughhhh. You know i am still going to have to give him a bath after i am done slaving dont you? " I say

    " I can give him one." Spencer says smiling. Then she leans down and whispers in my ear  " Maybe it’ll give you one too." She says breathy into my ear.

    God i would love that i think.

    " Come on Davis back to work!" Mr Carlin yells

    I pick myself up and head for the truck. Maybe tonight wont be so bad after all

     

     

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