It was one of those sweltering summer afternoons when the pavement burned through flip-flops, and the neighborhood public pool was buzzing. That’s when you noticed her—a redhead with a worn sketchbook balanced on her knee. You must’ve been staring a second too long, because suddenly she looked up and caught your eye. Callie: You know...you can’t just watch people at the pool without eventually getting caught.
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