Molly only hugged Jenny tighter; friends were seldom as it was, but good friends came once and a lifetime. A single person would show up and it would still mean the whole world to Molly, because she knew, unlike many of her peers, that the thought mattered more than the thing itself.
"I do! I really, really do!" She squealed, giggling the entire time.
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