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Cole

Before I could say anything else, the women was gone. I woke up my head down in one of the sand pits of our horseshoe game. Hayden was starring at me, like I had two heads.

-“It happened, what did you see?”

I propped myself on my elbows, “Where's your brother?”

Hayden shrugged, “I told him you were dehydrated when you feinted, he went to get you a glass of water.”

I massaged my temples, my head was throbbing, “Ugh! I feinted!” It was such a girlie thing to do, I stood up shaking the sand out of my hair.

-  "So what did you see.” Hayden pressed.

“I don't know some crazy chick.” I yawned, now I was starting to feel famished.

“Sorry Cole, I didn't mean to-”

“It's okay.” I said taking a few steps ahead of her to distance ourselves. I opened the sliding glass door to the kitchen, just as Noah was on his way out with my water.

“Hey man, you alright?” He asked.

I nodded, taking the water from him. I pretended to be parched, I took a long swig. “Thanks.”

“Whatever, I wouldn't linger in the sun too long.”

“Yea I guess your right.” I said keeping up the charade. He lead me into the living room. Their house was a lot more lived in looking than ours. It was warm and inviting. I glanced at the pictures that were hung on the wall. The Spencer childrens' school pictures positioned on either side of their parent's wedding photo. Something was oddly familiar about the women in it. It couldn't be.

I went numb, the glass cup I held slipped through my grip. It shattered all over floor. Even than I couldn't tear my gaze away from the photo.

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