Lauren walked around the fairgrounds, taking in all the booths set up for the food festival. Almost two weeks had passed since their paintball outing. She knew Ainslon felt apprehensive about playing but was a great sport, and they had won. Lauren made sure to put more of those type of outings in, what she had dubbed, their date jar. At this point, she had no complaints about her and Ainslon’s relationship. No, everything was moving along nicely.
The streets of Garriety were already congested with tourists, but she wouldn’t complain because the store saw a massive spike in sales. Though she had declined to sit on the board for the festival, she still wanted everything to go off without a hitch. The almost eighty booths took up every available space of the fairgrounds. One of those was Ain
