The Summer We Stopped Talking

Chapter 4

Half a Conversation

After the bait shop, Caleb started coming to find me. Not every day. Not in a way you could circle on a calendar. But there would be afternoons when I'd be walking the long way home along the shore road and a shadow would fall in beside mine, and it would be him, and we would walk. We didn't talk

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