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I’ve imagined peace and rest and catching up on work. But I didn’t anticipate Charlie Florek.
“Good things happen at the lake,” I finish. She nods once. “Good things happen at the lake.”
“Bring him up for tea.” Charlie turns to me, grinning. “Bring me up for tea, Alice.”
“I doubt anyone survives you,” he says, lifting his eyes to me.
“Why?” I ask. “Because I love defying expectations, and you, Alice Everly, seem to have a lot of them.”
“Because you’re honest. And, for the record, I think you’re very bright.”
“It’s the glitter,” I tell him.
“It’s definitely the ...
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“I like the person you are. I wouldn’t change a thing.” “No edits?” “Not a single one.”
Nan pats my hand. “Just see where the sun takes you. And don’t forget: Good things happen at the lake.”
There’s a gentle smile on my mouth, and my eyes are warm. I look happy—no, it’s stronger than happiness. I look like I’m at peace.
The caption is short. He’s only used one word. Alice.
“Let this be a lesson to you all: Don’t let wounds fester. It only gets harder to repair them.”
instead of telling myself that I’m okay, I tell myself that I will be okay. Maybe not today, but I’ll get there. I repeat it in my head, over and over.
“I want to make you laugh that witchy laugh. And I want to be there for you when you cry. I’ll bake all your birthday cakes.
I want to see every photo you take and tell you how brilliant you are. I want to get to know your whole family. I want to hear all of your jokes. I want to spend summers at the lake with you and winters in the city. I want to run your errands, and buy you expensive soap,
