Page 107 of Off the Rails
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He sat down beside her. “What?”
“Yo también te amo,”she said, louder.
His eyes got watery. They reminded her of the river after it rained. “Since when?”
“Since we met.”
He took a deep breath, processing this news. “I can’t believe it.”
“Neither can I, but it’s true.”
“What should we do?”
She twined her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. “Tonight? We should make up for lost time.”
“And tomorrow?”
She kissed away the question, because it couldn’t be answered.
