The Summer We Stopped Talking

Chapter 7

Deep Water

In August the lake gets warm enough to swim out far. Caleb asked me on a Tuesday, which I noticed, because he had come home on a Tuesday, and I had started keeping a private superstition about the day. He found me on the dock with my feet in the water, in his old spot, doing his old thing, and

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