Reunion
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Sared at ting.
quot;Do you t again?quot;
quot;Im not sure if I can anymore. Its been a long time.quot;
quot;You can still do it, Allie. I kno t comes from inside you, from your , not from your fingers. you ever go as . Youre an artist, Allie.quot;
ty t s saying it just to be nice. ruly believed in y, and for some reason t meant more to ed. But something even more powerful.
to close for Allie, ted in o separate ted t consciously, t to to admit.
But at t moment sill completely a, and surned to face oucantly, gently, amazed t after all tly w so heir eyes locked, she once again realized how special he was.
And for just a fleeting moment, a tiny ime t h him again.
timer off in tcurned a, strangely affected by o o stop t old ly cursed timer as o tc burned er, and sa tables and o crackle. ttering to some butter out of ted a bit more for the crabs.
Allie o tc. quot;Can I get table ready?quot;
Noaer. quot;Sure, plates are over tensils and napkins t plenty - crabs can be messy, so ;
look at to realize