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I half expected Trinity to pick someplace ridiculously expensive for dinner, but she surprised me with the suggestion of takeout and a picnic at Catherine Park.
“Are you sure this is okay?” I asked her as we sat. I didn’t have a blanket for us to sit on so we grabbed a couple chairs and balanced our food on our laps.
She nodded and sipped her milkshake. “It’s perfect. Tonight is beautiful. This is my kind of weather. Cool but not uncomfortable to be outside. I’m trying to soak in as much of it as possible with the fall coming soon.”
“You don’t like fall?” I asked, unwrapping my sub and taking a bite.
She shook her head. “No, I love fall. I’m just not a big fan of what comes after it.”
I laughed. “Winter?”
She shuddered. “Don’t even say it.”
I laughed again. “Didn’t you grow up i
