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.

is a runner," Mr. Oliver said,

see," Spring said then laughed.

here

hopped up on pudding. By the way, Mrs. Waltman dodged the nurse, it was clear that the staff at the assisted living home had to be somewhat fit

ask how long you've known

exact date. He smiled then focused on Spring. "I started as her client. She was going by the name of Brittney. You see, my wife

alive. I needed a partner and I had no friends, 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, Summer refused to take another dime from me. Said that we were friends and friends don't pay to spend time

never told me all

shrugged. "Do you tell

her

there you go." Mr. Oliver tapped his leg. "That was two years ago," he said. "I

when a drop of water hit her arm. She raised her chin and moved her head back to look up into the sky. A drop of

drinks, you

table. The sky opened up as she ran,

you," Spring said to a woman holding

go, young one," Mr. Oliver

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