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Our foreheads fell together, and I fell in love.

I fell in love right then and there in the middle of a lake in small-town Wisconsin.

Oh.

My heart…

I didn’t know it knew how to fall in love. I thought it would always and forever hover around the concept of love, never sticking a landing. Yet there I was—completely grounded in my love for him that night.

I didn’t say the words, and neither did he.

Yet maybe right at that moment, we didn’t have to say I love you.

Maybe tonight, clementines were enough.

CHAPTER 30

Willow

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: Willow News Update

Hey Old Man,

So.

I think I’m in love.

That’s all.

-Your Little Bird

PS Don’t worry. I’m okay.

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: Dad News Update

Little Bird,

I know that’s not easy for you, and I think you’re so brave for letting yourself fall for someone else. He better treat you right. How lucky he is to be loved by you. Bring him for Thanksgiving so I can get a read on him and make sure he’s good enough for you.

Then again, no one’s good enough for my girls, but lately, these guys have been doing all right.

Love you.

See you soon.

-Your Old Man

PS I’ll always worry. But I know you’ll be okay.

CHAPTER 31

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