didn’t expect to like you.” I forced a smile and nodded. “Five days,” I said. This cocktail of disappointment and unfairness. “Okay, my turn. How much do you know about mayflies?” I asked, a little gift from my buddy. “What?” “Mayflies,” I said. “A friend of mine told me a mayfly’s entire lifespan is just twenty-four hours. That gives us, like, five lifetimes.” She smiled. “I’d like that.”
