For more than a month, I couldn't stop thinking about Blaise's childhood home and the pond behind it where we'd had so much fun. We had meant to go back out there. But, I guess my shows had taken priority over the great outdoors. "Is your brother looking to sell or rent the old house?" I asked Blaise at lunch Monday. "I don't know. Why?" "Well, it looks bigger than my apartment," I said.
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