Heather
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At the top of the stairs, Kyle opened the door for Heather and they stepped into the room.
Heather’s hands were sweaty and she wondered how in the world she was going to say what she needed to say in a way that wouldn’t embarrass either one of them, or hurt Kyle’s feelings, and would keep their friendship intact.
He closed the door and sat on the bed. He crossed his legs, tailor style.
Heather paced the room.
Finally, Kyle said, “What is it? What are you so worked up about?”
Heather looked out their window onto the River Ness. Old High Church stood on its banks, on an ancient hill called St. Michael’s Mount. Heather longed to see inside, but it was only open during the summer.
“You know, sometimes—on this trip—I think we act like an old married couple,” Heather said. She
