“I get the sense I haven’t made a good first impression, so let’s start over. I’m Charlie Florek.” I frown, and he beams back at me. “And you are…” he prompts. “I’m Alice Everly?” I say, putting my palm in his. Charlie squeezes it firmly, giving it a shake. His smile draws out his dimples. “And you are Alice Everly.” Alice Everly. Alice Everly. Alice Everly. I should pull my hand away, but for some reason, I don’t. I let him hold my small hand in his large one. “Rumor has it that you’re throwing a big party on Canada Day, Alice. The whole lake is talking about
