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Around the time I was a senior in high school I had a habit of staying at my friend Matt’s house for extended periods of time. Matt’s father Jim told me I was welcome whenever I pleased and had even considered giving me a house key in case of an emergency. For most purposes I was family. Matt has two younger siblings, twins: Chris and Julie. I was always friendly towards Chris because Matt never seemed to be. Most of the time when I was over he and Chris were fighting and Julie was in her room on the main level of the house or out with friends. Matt’s parents would leave him and me alone in the house quite frequently. It seemed Chris and Julie were always needing rides or the family was constantly running low on something. Matt’s parents had social lives too, by the way, sometimes either Jim or Christie, Matt’s mother, were out leaving only one parent home. Matt’s house was the “hosting” house, meaning when his parents weren’t out, they had people over. Jim usually.

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