“Claire-Bear!” a familiar voice called out. Claire spun around and I swear her entire face lit up when she noticed Gibsie jogging toward us. “You did it!” she screamed and then flung herself at him. He seemed as excited as she did and caught her. I watched them for several minutes, swinging each other around, completely caught up in their own bubble as they talked animatedly about different points in the game. Either Claire was clueless, Gibsie was clueless, or they were both as blind as each other because I could feel, see, and taste the chemistry wafting off them.
