Link paced in the parking lot, his fingers curling around the flowers he’d brought for Misty. He had a feeling the conversation he wanted to have would go one of two ways. Either he’d chicken out and not bring anything up with her, or he’d start the conversation he’d been wanting to have for a couple of weeks now, and….
“She’s not going to like it.”
He kn…
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