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... en fingers across the dew-slicked grass as Mark walked toward the back path by the river bend.
He shoved his hands into his pockets, feeling the echo of last night’s conversation still tugging at his chest.
"If you’re not too busy... I’ll be waiting." Jay’s voice had been light, teasing—but underneath it, Mark caught something that stayed with him long after their chats had ended.
He found him where he always did—by the half-finished fence near the old fig tree, leaning c ...
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