Chapter 67

“Look JW, Langston, you’re on the screen!” The twins waved and smiled. “Stand up and wave,” Caleb yelled. The twins did what they were told and the crowd clapped and cheered.

Next the camera lingered and moved down the row and soon focused on Cujo and Tristan. The screen zoomed in, then out with music so the crowd followed along.

“This isn’t a kiss cam, is it?” Tristan asked.

Then the words came on the screen one word at a time, each a half-second apart from each other. “Will…you…marry…me, Tristan?”

“Holy shit!” Tristan said, yelling to no one in particular. Tristan then faced Cujo. “Are you serious?”

Cujo stood up, then got down on one knee in the narrow aisle. The crowd roared as Cujo took out a ring from his pocket and hurriedly wiped his brow.

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Holy fuck.