Page 42 of 7 Miles High
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“Hey there! Did you get lost in thoughts of your new house?” Natalie chuckles.
I snap out of my reverie and lock eyes with the girl of my dreams.
“Sorry. Actually I was thinking of my childhood neighborhood.”
“Was it a good place to grow up?”
“The best. You’ll see. My parent still live in the same house. I want you to meet them. You up for that?”
Her smile tells me she is before the words do.
“I’d love to meet your parents.”
