Wordlessly, Lia tilted the carton of rocky road toward me. I dug my spoon into the ice cream and gouged out a hefty spoonful. Lia delicately arched one brow. “Someone’s courting an ice cream headache.” I nibbled a bite off the end of my spoon. “We should have brought bowls.” “There’re a lot of things we should have done.” Lia sat perfectly still, her eyes fixed on the horizon. The sun was just now setting, but I got the distinct feeling that if I hadn’t been with her, she would have stayed out here all night, two stories off the ground, her feet brushing up against the edge. She was a person
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