I Won't Give Up

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thing.” He shrugged.
    “So what brings to Lake Winona?”
    “It’s a nice place to camp and it’s not too far away from us, about and hour and a half.”
    “Where are you from?”
    “Delaney. How about you?” Delaney. Wasn’t Cooper from Delaney?
    “Oh, I’m from Prescott.”
    “Hear it’s nice there. T hat’s about forty-five minutes to an hour from where I am. I’ve n ever been but maybe now I’ll have a reason to go sometime.”  He smiled. The vibes were good and he was really easy to be with maybe because there were no pretenses to keep up. “Are you in school?”
    “Yeah, just started my senior year.” I said stuffing my mouth full of ribs, very unladylike.
    “Nice. I graduated last year but decided to take a year off for myself to travel and do some thing’s I probably won’t get to do once I start college and the real world. Do you have plans for after you graduate?”
    “I wanted to go to Vand erbilt University in Nashville, I’m looking into either a degree in nursing or psychology I’m not sure which yet. But I’m not sure if that’s where I want to go anymore. ” I originally planned on going to NYU to be closer to Jack but I’ve always loved Vanderbilt. I had so much personal drama on my mind I hadn’t had much time to think about college. Me the emotional train wreak a psychologist, the thought made me laugh.
    “Well I ’m going to Tennessee State in the fall so I’ll be in Nashville too. If you go that is and if you still want to talk to me after tonight.”
    The rest of the night the conversation flowed easily and Garrett was very polite and attentive. He told me about his parents, he was an only child but though t of Eli like a brother “even though he’s an ass”. He liked comedy movies and rap, which was going to be a tough one for me since I hated, I mean absolutely loathed, rap music but I guess I could deal with it maybe I could convert him. His favorite kind of food was French mine was either Southern or Italian but I guess I could live with that too. They say opposites attract right… I felt like I was able to be the old me just for a little while, it felt nice, it was the first time since my night with Cooper that I felt anything close to this . The rest of my life was spent merely existing. When dinner was over I didn’t want the night to end just yet .
“I don’t know if you want to get back to your friends or not but we could go back to my house and build a fire in the backyard if you want.” I was a little anxious and kind of regretted it as soon as I said it but it was too late to take it back.
“I’d like that. I’ll follow you?” I was thankful he brought it up because I didn’t want to take one car and have him conveniently “stuck” there.
    “Sounds like a plan.” He opened my car door for me and I backed out waiting for him to pull up behind me , we started the drive back to the lake house. Once back to the house I ran inside and turned all the lights on , leaving the front door open.
    “This place is awesome.” Garrett said looking around .
    “Thanks. I’m pretty fond of it. It belonged to my grandparents ; my brother and I used to spend most of our summers here when we growing up. I just want to change quick, make yourself comfortable.” I walked upstairs and threw on a pair of yoga pants and a light hoodie before hurrying back downstairs.
    “Wow you could make a paper bag look good.” He said making me blush.
    “Thanks. This way to the backyard.” I said walking to the slider off the kitchen. We walked to the fire pit and I started grabbing some brush and twigs to get the fire started.
    “Let me do that. Go sit.” I sat and watched him get all the makings of our fire. Once he was satisfied we had enough he lit a match and the fire roared to life. “Do you have a blanket or something, we can lay back and watch the stars.”
    “Sure. I’ll go grab one.” I walked inside and grabbed a spare quilt from the linen closet and

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