Chapter 50 Little Date

Thea  

“Why are we standing here?” Evan asked, hands in his pockets. I laughed at him.  

“The bus comes every 20 minutes so we wait,” I told him, taking my seat. He looked at me, then at the not so busy road.  

“Come on, take a seat,” I told him, patting the space beside me. Evan looked at the bench...

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