I walked home alone that night. I didn’t care how she got home; it was weird. I mean, I liked her. I liked her a lot. But out there on the field … it was just different then. That was the last time I saw her.

I walked home alone that night. I didn’t care how she got home; it was

I walked home alone that night. I didn’t care how she got home; it was weird. I mean, I liked her. I liked her a lot. But out there on the field … it was just different then. That was the last time I saw her. — The Virgin Suicides (1999)

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