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We spent the rest of the day together. Cameron and I showed Anna around the school. She had been accepted and was trying to decide whether or not to go here. Throughout the day, I saw her giving some furtive glances at Cameron, then some jealous looks at me. I wasn’t entirely sure of what to make of it, but it didn’t seem to dampen her mood at all throughout the day. The night ended in a bar (we know the owners and if we don’t get plastered, they don’t care that we’re not 21). We were having fun, dancing, drinking a little bit, when we noticed Tammy come by. Tammy, being by far the best player on the club team, had heard that my sister was coming and was trying to get her to join. The two of them set off and left me and Cameron alone for a bit. Taking a break from dancing, we sat down at a table in one of the corners, getting away from the noise. Just talking, I asked Cameron if she had noticed my sister’s glances during the day. “Yea, Sketch. I did. Honestly, I’m surprised you. .." Let's just get back to Serendipity, shall we?"We didn't rush. She took my hand, which was sort of comforting. I tried to remember what I'd thought when I first looked at her, but didn't have much success... 'Just walking hand in hand is more meaningful than all my life up to now. What the hell do I do about this? I think she's beautiful and it feels so good to be with her... 'After a lunch of wholemeal bread and salad followed by fruit, I walked to the marina office with Grace, though she'd taken care of the formalities, but she had me supervise her topping off the diesel tank and the drinking water ... I was going to say 'quite unnecessarily' as she did so safely and competently, but it's never a bad idea to have a second check and I suspect she was sending another message as well, though I didn't think of it at the time.She made soup for supper, and while it was cooking we watched a DVD on the lap-top; she sat on one of the bench-seats in the saloon and had me lay with my head.
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