“You’ll never believe what just happened,” I say to him, hoping the giddiness in my voice will cover up anything else. “A couple of tourists asked me how to get to the Rijksmuseum. They thought I was a local!” “Oh? What did you tell them?” “I said to take the nineteen going to Sloterdijk.” Wouter’s jaw tenses as he tries to fight a grin. And fails. “What?” I ask. “That was the wrong direction. Right tram, wrong direction.” “Shit. Is it too late to run out and find them?” Now Wouter starts laughing, so I give his arm a nudge with my elbow. “Nooooo, don’t laugh! I feel terrible!” “They’ll figure
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Its giving Jess + Rory when she visited him in NY
