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"I haven't made reservations yet, but I can text you the name of the place when I get it, right?" I said. "Six o'clock okay for you?"

"No, that might be a bit too early."

"Seven?"

"Sure."

I didn't like the idea of her driving back later after the date. I could have someone take her and then bring her car the next day. Or convince her to stay overnight. But I wasn't going to push the issue right now.

I was going to see Cami again.

Fuck yes.

Chapter Seventeen

Cami

The next morning, I decided to chat with Dad, so I baked a fresh batch of muffins. I visited my GP beforehand, and he confirmed my hand had healed, and I didn’t even need the bandage anymore.

Afterward, I went to Dad’s house.

"Darling, you don't have to spoil me so much," he exclaimed when he saw the muffins.

"Of course I do. Besides, I wanted to share something with you," I said as we sat down in his kitchen. His house was even smaller than mine, but he insisted that he didn't need more space. I'd helped him decorate every part of it. "I want to move forward with the sale."

His eyes lit up, and I knew deep in my heart that I was doing the right thing.

"Honey, you don't know how happy you make me."

"I’m glad. So, I’m going to go to Boston this evening to talk to Maddox about it. Do you think you could drop by the park just in case we get any bookings?"

"Sure, sure. You know, why don't you take tomorrow off as well? I don't think there will be a lot of commotion. And if there is, I'll handle it."

"Yes, I’ll do that. And how about having dinner tomorrow evening so I can catch you up on what I've discussed with Maddox?"

"That's great. I look forward to it.”

"All right, then I should get going."

We got up at the same time, and I hugged him tightly.

"This will be good for both of us, baby girl. You'll see that."

I knew it wasn’t easy for him to let go of the park either. We were both at a crossroads, but I was starting to get excited about what might be on the other side.

"I'm heading home. I want to look at the projections for the upcoming period."

"Are you sure? It’s just going to sour your mood."

His statement was legitimate. With all this bad weather, our income had dropped significantly.

"It's best to know what's coming our way."

He took care of the day-to-day bookkeeping, but I was the one dealing with projections and managing our cash flow. We'd always been a great team. How would things work out when I was no longer working side by side with Dad?

I hopped in my car, wondering what the future might hold for me. On the drive home, I got a call from Miriam.

"Hey," she said.

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