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when she felt his hand brush against hers. She looked up at him. He was smiling at her.
    “Thanks.” He said.
    She smiled back at him. “You’re welcome.”
    “How’s it coming along? We gonna do some cut outs or draw the pics?”
    “Are you an artist? Because I’m not.”
    “I’m not that good at drawing actually.” He admitted.
    “Well, I can’t draw a stick figure. We’ll use cutouts and paste them on the poster board instead.”
    “Makes me feel like a kid again. Using paste and cut outs.” He laughed.
    She chuckled. “Yeah, well, it hasn’t been that long since we were kids.”
    “I haven’t been a kid for a long time.”
    “I bet your mom and dad would disagree with you about that.”
    “You’re probably right about that.”
    They smiled at each other in silence for a moment. Rachel couldn’t help giggling. She looked back down at the book to hide her embarrassment.
    “Let’s take a break from this. Let’s get a drink or something.”
    Rachel pushed herself up from the floor immediately. “You want a Coke?”
    “Love one.” He responded, sitting back on the couch, stretching his arms out over it to the sides.
    She hurried to the refrigerator and pulled the door open. When she leaned over to get two bottles out, she heard a low whistle.
    She turned and looked over her shoulder at him, a smile covering her lips. “Was that you?” She asked.
    “I sure hope so.” He said. “ Otherwise, you got a ghost in here, and I’ve got competition.”
    She laughed.
    She went back and sat next to him on the couch, folding her legs under her and facing him. “So tell me how your grandmother is doing.” She said, taking the cap off her drink. She took a long drink. The Coke was cool and refreshing as it went down.
    He did the same and then responded. “She’s doing good actually . As good as can be expected. Every time we think she’s taking a turn for the worse, she seems to bounce back.”
    “I hope you don’t mind me asking about her.”
    “No, not at all. I love my grandma. But she’s ready to go. She’s small and frail. And…you’ll like this …she ’s a Christian, so she’s always talking about God and stuff, how she’s ready to go to her home in the sky.”
    “I’m glad to hear that.”
    “I’m sure you are.”
    “Does that bother you?”
    “Of course not!” He gave her a surprised but amused look. “Why would it bother me?”
    “Just wondering. I like my church. I like to talk about stuff like that. Sometimes it bothers people.”
    He shook his head. “She’s always been that way. So I’m familiar with it. It doesn’t bother me at all.”
    “I’d like to meet her.”
    “I’ll take you there sometime this week. Can’t wait too long. She’s ready to go even if her body keeps hanging on. Once her body is set to go, she will pass. Her mind is ready.”
    “I’m glad you choose to take care of her.”
    He shrugged. “Somebody has to help her. My aunt Lil comes to help sometimes too. She does all that intimate stuff a guy like me can’t do. You know, grandma might be old, but she deserves her dignity, right?”
    “Right.” Rachel nodded.
    “You know, you aren’t what I expected.”
    “What do you mean?”
    He reached out and brushed some of her blond hair from her cheek and ran the back of two fingers under her chin. “You’re a lot more relaxed than I thought you’d be.”
    She smiled. “I’m just a normal person. I’m not a prude, you know. I just have my standards. Morals, you might say. Values.”
    He nodded. “I get it. I do, too. But I’m glad Mr. Flynn put us together. It gave me time to meet the real you, not the … the prude I saw in class.”
    She gasped and slapped his arm lightly. “I said I’m not a prude!”
    He laughed and shrunk away from her dramatically. “Ow! Brute!”
    She threw her head back, laughing and put up her fists like she was about to fight him. “I’ll take you!” She threatened him with a smile.
    He came closer