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Thirty-second step
Monday I was back to lectures. I really didn’t want to be here because Carter was going to have his surgery today, but my classes ended at twelve so if I rushed, I could get to hospital in time to see Carter before they sent him to the operation room. His dads also came back yesterday so they would be there with him. Still, I wanted to support Carter, to ease his worries and make sure he comes out of the surgery safely.
My phone rang.
“Hello, my eager rider. How was your day?”
I rolled my eyes at Carter’s “pun”.
“Hi, asshole. It was uneventful. How about yours?” I asked as I left the lecture room, finally being done with my classes for the day.
“Depressing without you around to entertain me.”
“I am not a buffoon to entertain you.”
“I know, love. I might be desperate, but I wouldn’t go as low as to date a buffoon. A clown, maybe. I mean, I date you...”
“Rude ass bitch.” I muttered and Carter gifted me with a wholehearted lau
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