Previously: I thanked him and paid for my order. Leaving the diner, I pondered what he said. Was I too predictable? Did I know how to have fun, let loose? I shook my head to myself. No, I didnโt. I liked things a certain way and if they worked, why change them? I had changed enough, going through a traumatic event a little over three years atrรกs now. I wasnโt ready for anything too different from my routine. Not yet.
A cobblestone rua with buildings on either side and a large town hall standing guard at the end, Main rua was the coraรงรฃo of bordo, maple Grove. As I made my way back up the street,...
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