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Chapter Twenty

Video Chat

Five Years Ago

A Thursday

Teagan:You’re online!

Silas:Sorry I haven’t been on much.

Teagan:That’s okay. How’s it been?

Silas:Okay.

Silas:Took this photo for you.

Teagan:The Pont des Arts! OMG! You went!

Silas:I got Erin to go with me.

Teagan:Ooh. You two have spent a lot of time together.

Silas:Uh, yeah. Sad news about the bridge, though—they’re shutting it down.

Teagan:No! Why?

Silas:The weight of the locks is messing with the structural integrity of the bridge or something. They’re going to cut them down and replace the rails with glass.

Teagan:I can’t believe I’ll never get to see it. Do you have more pictures?

Silas:I knew you’d ask. Here are three more photos.

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Teagan:Aww. You even took a selfie. You hate selfies.

Silas:I thought you’d want one.

Teagan:Did you take one with Erin?

Silas:No.

Teagan:Why not?

Silas:I don’t know. It was your thing and it felt too weird.

Silas:I’m sorry you don’t get to see the real thing.

Teagan:All those love stories.

Silas:All those padlocks.

Silas:People still have all their love stories.

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