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That summer of ninth grade, she proposed, "Hollis, let's go out. You can look after me."

The boy in the white shirt turned, his clear, piercing eyes meeting hers in silence. Without a word, he walked away. She chased after him, grasping his hand from behind. "Stingy, aren't you? Am I really that hard to take care of?"

Clarissa could still recall his response