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I was coming home for Tuesday.

Tuesday?

Random Acts of Kindness Day. It seemed a better holiday than that fake heart holiday to spend with my Duchess.

The universe saved me. That’s the important thing.

They grew up here together, then both went to Carnegie Tech before it became Carnegie Mellon.

Knowledge is power. Sometimes it’s all the power you have.

Jitter is like a paperweight, but for people. He was a Grey-weight today.

The seat millimeters back. It’s not even inching. It’s millimetering.

It feels like fairies are dancing across my scalp, little bits of pleasure radiating over my skin.

Sweetheart, when you’re my age, you won’t care who says what about you either, including people who have seen you naked.

It’s fun watching my friends adopt new friends.

Especially new friends that I like entirely more than I should.

I’m playing with fire.

It’s only fair to give him a weapon too.

You’ve lived here your whole life and you still take pictures?

It’s still beautiful.

Belonging in my very existence. One with nature. Here with purpose. Accepted into the surroundings because nature made me too. No judgment. No manipulation.

What is that?

Warm cinnamon kombucha, actually.

No.

Yep.

I knew it wasn’t coffee. I can’t believe you like this stuff but you don’t like coffee.

She grins at me, and I nearly go lightheaded.

In the good way.

She hasn’t sparkled at me since Hawaii, and Sabrina Sullivan with teasing mischief twinkling in her bright green eyes takes my breath away.

“Midlife crisis.”

“You’re thirty-three.”

“You’ve done your homework.”

“I’m a Nepo hire, so I don’t actually have to be good at my job,” Zen says.

Zen being a sass-hole? Yes. All the time.

Zen being a sass-hole in front of a room of strangers? Never

Gonna be okay

I’m supposed to be the experienced mountain woman telling your beach bum @$$ that.

Grey is “six feet four inches of lean bulk”

I can’t get vengeance if it means hurting innocent bystanders.