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Hilary
After a quiet Sunday, Monday was busy at work. Margot and Karl showed me their projects and asked my opinion, which led to long conversations about the best color, the best cut, and the best details. Then there were the wedding clothes, which took a lot of my time.
Thirty minutes late, I left work and found Gui pacing on the sidewalk in front of the parking lot.
“Gui?” I called, approaching him. He stopped pacing and turned to me.
“Hey.”
“What are you doing here?”
He pulled off his baseball hat and ran a hand through his hair, then tucked the hat back. “I heard there’s a great new ice cream shop around the corner, and I know how much you like ice cream.”
A knot marred my forehead. So, he had come here to take me to eat ice cream? That didn’t make much sense.
A trickle of
