Will was living his dream. Thankfully, he was awake while all the goodness of his childhood hopes and yearnings were happening to him. To say that reality was better than his imagination was the understatement of the decade.
He walked down the street of his adopted hometown with his fingers entwined with the girl who had inhabited all of his childhood, pubescent, and adult fantasies. He was certain everyone was looking at them. That everyone envied him. And why wouldn"t they?
Tricksy was a picture in her flaring dress and heels. Her hair done up like a pinup girl from the mid-century, though a few extra tendrils had escaped from the updo after their bathroom tryst.
The thought of their time together behind closed doors made Will grip her hand tighter. In his back pocket was the copy of
