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as if thrilled with his handiwork.

All those years of anguish, of Buddhist-monk-level patience, were about to finally pay off.

commitment was an understatement.

You’ve barely touched your food

Despite the old adage that people never changed, her experience of life had been the opposite: people always changed.

Thank you so much, Birk,” Emily said. “I owe you one. See you around?” Birk waved as she turned to leave then let out one of his small chuckles as he looked through the delicate party invitations she’d entrusted to him. “Oh, Emily. Why don’t you put one of these up on the town bulletin board? Most folks look it over on a daily basis. You’ll get more guests that way as well, since there’s only a select few here. Assuming you want more guests.” “I do!” Emily exclaimed. “I want to make good with as many people as possible. I feel like I haven’t integrated with you guys at all, and I really want to get to know you all. Make some friends here.”

with me.” “I want to,” Emily reassured him. “Honestly I do.” She began to walk toward the exit, giving Daniel no choice but to follow. As soon as they were out on the street Emily could see the bunting and helium balloons by the harbor in the distance. The sun was out but there was a thin layer of clouds that made the air cool. Plenty of people were walking down the street heading toward the harbor and Emily realized that the lowering of the boats was indeed a big deal here. She and Daniel followed the crowds toward the harbor. A marching band was playing lively music as they walked. Lined along the sides of the streets were stalls selling cotton candy and sweets. “Want me to get you something?” Daniel said, laughing. “That’s a datelike thing to do, right?” “I’d love that,” Emily replied.

“How come you don’t use it anymore?” Emily asked. Daniel averted his eyes. “That’s another story for another day,” was all he said. Emily sensed she’d touched some kind of nerve. Their awkward date had somehow become even more awkward. “Let’s go to the festival,” she said. “Really?” Daniel asked. “We don’t have to go just because of me.” “I want to,” Emily replied. And she meant it. Despite the long silences and sideways glances, she enjoyed Daniel company and didn’t want the date to end. “Come on,” she said brightly slapping some bills onto the table. “Hey, Joe, we’ve left the money for you, hope that’s okay,” she called out to the older man before grabbing her jacket off the back of her chair and standing. “Emily, look, it’s fine,” Daniel said. “You don’t have to come to some lame festival

“Not because of you,” Daniel said, looking mortified. “Relax,” Emily laughed. “I’m just teasing you. I’m feeling a bit claustrophobic in here as well.” She looked over her shoulder. Joe was lingering rather close by. “Shall we go for a walk?” He smiled. “Sure. There’s a festival today down at the harbor. It’s kind of cheesy.” “I like cheesy,” Emily replied, sensing his hesitation. “Cool. Well, we lower boats into the water. Happens the same time every year. The people here have turned it into a sort of celebration. I don’t know, maybe you remember it from when you used to visit?” “Actually I don’t,” Emily said. “I’d love to take a look.” Daniel looked shy. “I have a boat down there,” he said. “Haven’t used it in a long time. It’s probably rusty now. I bet the motor doesn’t work either.”

So,” Emily said, smiling her thanks to Joe before returning her gaze to Daniel. “Here we are.” “Yup,” Daniel replied, looking down into his mug. “What do you want to talk about?” Emily laughed. “We need a subject?” Daniel seemed instantly flummoxed. “I didn’t mean we should specify. I meant that we should just, you know, talk. Chat. About stuff.” “You mean something other than the house?” Emily said with a small smile. Daniel nodded. “Precisely.”