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    Grow Old With Me – (Chapter: Peanut Butter Cups)

    Another month had passed after Paula’s surgery and everything seemed back to normal. The recording for our c.d. was finished and after hearing a few tracks, I was really happy about how it turned out. Things with Spencer were, once again, amazing. So amazing, in fact, that for the past week or so I had been contemplating asking her to move in with me after this school year was over. I was really nervous though; I didn’t know whether she would want to or not and, if not, I didn’t want to create a potentially uncomfortable situation. But still, time was running out. There was only a month or so left of school for her and I knew she’d have to make housing arrangements soon. I decided I’d do it within the week; I only hoped I had the guts to live up to my own decision. Nevertheless, my door swung open and in walked Spencer, all smiles as she gave me a big kiss.

    “Is there a cause for this celebration?” I inquired.

    “Yup! So… remember that internship I was telling you about?”

    “…the one where you’re going to be stuck here all summer and won’t be able to see me at all?”

    “Yeah. Well, I got it.” I tried to put on a smiling face but I’m pretty sure my mixture of emotions resulted in more of a constipated look. Whatever works.

    “That’s great!” I feigned excitement.

    “I know, and I turned it down!”

    “What?”

    “I turned it down,” she repeated. I couldn’t believe it. Happiness was my first reaction, but then I started feeling guilty. I wanted to spend the summer with her but I also wanted her to do what she needed to do, and I knew this internship was important to her.

    “Spence… no. You’re taking this job. We’ll be able to work things out for the summer, but I’m not going to let you-“

    “Wait, can I finish? I turned it down because I got a better offer. Well, an almost equal offer,” she said.

    “What do you mean?”

    “I’m going to be interning at a private school for kids with mental or severe learning disabilities,” she said.

    “That’s… sweet,” I replied. “But what’s the difference?”

    “It’s a school Ash.”

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    1. Aw man, I love this story. Great update and now i’m hungry for reese’s cups. And you know what. THEY’RE FREAKIN’ HARD TO FIND IN THIS COUNTRY. Thank you very much. Making me have cravings I have no way to satisfy. Grumble grumble grumble. You’re just going to have to post again soon to make up for it.

    2. Aw man, I love this story. Great update and now i’m hungry for reese’s cups. And you know what. THEY’RE FREAKIN’ HARD TO FIND IN THIS COUNTRY. Thank you very much. Making me have cravings I have no way to satisfy. Grumble grumble grumble. You’re just going to have to post again soon to make up for it.

    3. I LOVE THE WAY THAT THEY ACT WITH EACH OTHER. I am soo glad that you posted today, the bad thing is that your computer is acting stupid. I hope that you can fix it, so that all of us can read the next chapter and keep up with the story. LOVE YOUR WORK AND PMS!!!

    4. I LOVE THE WAY THAT THEY ACT WITH EACH OTHER. I am soo glad that you posted today, the bad thing is that your computer is acting stupid. I hope that you can fix it, so that all of us can read the next chapter and keep up with the story. LOVE YOUR WORK AND PMS!!!

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