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of　her　hair。　His　chest　felt　tight；　and　suddenly　it　was　hard　to　breathe。　Blair

nestled　into　him　like　there　was　no　place　she？d　rather　be。　？I　love　you；？　he　whispered　into　her　hair；

hoping　the　words　would　ground　him。　But　now；　more　than　ever　before；　Nate　felt　like　a　small

wooden　dinghy　set　adrift。

Better　start　rowing；　boy。

a　yabba…dabba…doo　time；　we？ll　have　a　gay　ol？　time！

Vanessa　Abrams　staggered　out　of　the　Humphreys？　living　room；　her　pale　arms　weighed　down

with　piles　of　old　coffee…stained　newspapers。　Her　army　green　Triple　5　Soul　cargo　pants　were　rolled

up　to　the　knees；　and　her　fitted　black　Old　Navy　wifebeater　was　soaked　in　sweat。？God。？　She　exhaled

heavily　as　she　dumped　a　pile　of　decades…old　New　Yorkers　in　a　large　blue　recycling　bin；　exposing

the　dusty　parquet　floor　beneath。　？It？s　amazing　these　piles　of　crap　haven？t　toppled　over　in　the　night；

killing　us　in　our　sleep。？

Dan　Humphrey　grunted　in　assent　as　he　walked　down　the　hall　to　the　kitchen　and　washed　out　his

coffee…grit…encrusted　blue　plastic　Evergreen　mug　for　the　third　time　that　day。　He　wouldn？t　m