A Taste of Spring

Chapter 15

Two weeks after

DATE FOUR

Mr. Oliver lifted his cup to his mouth and took a drink. Sunlight reflected off his glasses as he slightly lowered his head, pulled the cup away from his mouth, and sat it on the table with a shaky hand.

"So, you are Summer's little sister?"

Spring smiled. She and Mr. Oliver spoke for over thirty minutes already. He talked about his wife mostly and she talked about...Dezmond. He was all she could think about still, a little over two weeks later, so she shared. What they didn't discuss yet was who she was.

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry she wasn't able to keep your date."

"If she had, I wouldn't have gotten to meet you." He winked. "How is she feeling?"

Spring moved her stirrer around in her coffee. "Better. She should be out and about within a day or so. She just didn't want to risk your health."

"Mrs. Waltman, please..."

Spring looked past Mr. Oliver to where a nurse was running after a woman who was presumably Mrs. Waltman.

said,

see," Spring said then laughed.

residents here can. Pudding nights, it's like

up on pudding. By the way, Mrs. Waltman dodged the nurse, it was clear that the staff at the

ask how

He smiled then focused on Spring. "I started as her client. She was going by the name of Brittney.

so I decided to hire a partner. Your sister and I danced together every other week for three months. The first dance class of that fourth month,

never told me

"Do you

shook her head.

two years ago," he said. "I don't dance much anymore. But Summer still

her chin and

you push," Mr. Oliver

The sky opened up as she ran, pushing the wheelchair as fast as she could to reach the wide French patio doors of the

Spring said to a woman

one," Mr.

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