“But...” I stared at Paul in horror, rubbing my arms against the chilly night air. Who knew it could get so chilly outdoors in summer? “If we can’t get back on the train, how will we – how will you get home?” It would only be Paul getting home, of course, I wasn’t going home for another – what was it now? Three days? Only three days left to get Paul and John together....
“We’ll find a way.” Paul put his arm round my shoulders. “Dad won’t be happy, though.”
I pressed closer to Paul, trying to believe him and not worry that I might have gotten him in trouble. “Is your...
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