It was the OK Corral, the countdown to liftoff on the first space mission, the clock striking midnight during Y2K hysteria: Lynn had to eat in front of Eddie.
It was too early to tell if he was “the one,” but he was miles ahead of anyone else she had dated.
He inquired about her aversion to popcorn at the movies, not intrusively, and she hadn’t lied but h…
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