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Days later, Devon was still wearing the watch. “Don’t forget to take that back,” I said as the three of us did more yard work.
“I told him he could keep it.”
“Mathias…”
“It wasn’t expensive. And I have a hundred watches.”
Of course he did.
Either way, as summer continued, Devon seemed as attached as I was, not only to the watch, but also its original owner, and the adoration went both ways. Cal, on the other hand, never did join the Mathias Webber fan club, nor was he overly friendly with me.
It was Caryn’s birthday, July 21. “Long time no see.” I greeted Cal with a smile. Caryn had told me he was coming. “Maybe not, if he knows I am,” I’d said, but there he was.
“Abandonment’s a joke now?” That was Cal’s response to my salutation.
My smile went away.