Page 92 - Save the Last Dance for Me
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“Bryce, it’s not noon yet,” I
said.
“How is someone supposed to
sleep when you come prancing in
from work at three o'clock in the
morning and then get up at five?”
he growled.
I laughed. “You were sound
asleep when I got up.”
“Yeah, but my bladder wasn’t.”
I sat down and started to do
calculus problems. It wasn’t too
long until Joe came out. Joe had
strong religious convictions, much
like me. He was engaged, and he
and his fiancée, Rochelle, spent a
lot of time together. Both of them
were nice to me, and Joe and I
often put our food together for
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