Lunch

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*Rylee’s POV.” I'm standing up and defending Rick. I knew people would assume the worst, and this older lady has crossed the line by automatically thinking Rick hurt me I take Rick’s hand and sit next to him, and he lets go of my hand and puts his arm around me, then endures my hand with his other hand “He didn't Do this to me. Please don't call the police. I can explain.” The woman reluctantly puts her phone down and sits out the table “You had better have a good explanation, young lady, because I won't tolerate lies, and I won't have an abusive man in my cafe.” I let go of Rick’s hand and get my phone out and bring up the news story about what happened, and that has a photo of me being carried out by Rick when I was able to go home; I hand my phone to the woman, and she looks d

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