That night, they sat around the fire pit. Someone had made a lentil soup that was genuinely excellent. Frank played a guitar he couldn’t really play, and everyone sang off-key anyway. Lena sat cross-legged on a log, her bare skin warming in the firelight, and realized she hadn’t crossed her arms over her chest once. Not once.
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Lena sat in the driver’s seat for seven minutes, heart pounding. Then she got out. That night, they sat around the fire pit