The boy winked before dropping a black beetle on a girl, who screamed
and whirled around to smack him. He dodged and dashed off, glancing
backward, slowing occasionally. She was furious. His grin stretched
ear to ear.
I turned to my wife. “Did I ever…”
“Worse.” She laughed. “Boys are crazy when they’re in love.”
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