They were at a food truck park, surrounded by delicious aromas, pretty lights and live music. None of it mattered though, because Everett had found a way to make every conversation starter come to a screeching halt. “Do you come here often?” “Nah.” “How’d you hear about this place? I love the vibe.” “Oh just…around.” “Well, what do you feel like eating?” “Whatever you want.” It was a gift, really.
