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A boy and a girl were the best of friends. They could talk and talk for what seemed like hours, spending all their time on the phone.
By Jessica Adjei2 years ago in BookClub
On a cold, chilly evening both of them were sitting on a bench, in a park, talking nonchalantly* She - I'm dying in this cold, look at my hands, they've turned white. They're so numb, I can't feel a thing.
