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Jenny paced back and forth on the sidewalk in front of her house. She had her swimsuit on beneath her clothes and had been waiting for Shawn for nearly an hour. Her mother made her promise not to call him, but this was getting ridiculous. Looking down at her Mickey Mouse watch, she noted the time: ten after three, and he was supposed to show up by two-thirty.
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