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It was her last Friday night in Pound Hall. There was a boy in her room. In Cath's bed, taking up way more than his fair share of space, and eating the rest of her peanut butter. ... She climbed between his knees, and he put his arms around her, pulling her in close. She felt his chin on the back of her head. "Are you getting peanut butter in my hair?" "It's preventative. When I get gum in your hair later, it won't stick."
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