“I was wondering,” she said. “You want to go to Florida?” “Florida?” He sounded just as surprised as she was. “Yeah.” The word had just tumbled out of her mouth, but it was the right one, the one she’d meant. She wanted Florida, not coffee. “I don’t know about you, but I could use some sun. It gets so depressing up here.” “And you want me to…?” “If you want to,” she told him. “If you’re free.”
