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By late August, the town itself felt altered—smaller yet more intimate, populated by memories of scraped knees that turned into jokes and hidden places that became ours. The brat’s provocations had taught me to expect the unexpected and to accept that charm can come wrapped in chaos. We parted at summer’s end with no dramatic scene, only the quiet exchange of knowing looks and a promise to meet again—if not tomorrow, then next summer, when the routine would begin anew and new mischief could be found.