With outside forces working against us, can we get it together for our best shot at a happily ever after?
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Copyright 2022 @A.M. Williams
“You want to sit for a little while?” Alex asked, pointing to a bench just ahead of us and off the main path. I nodded, hoping that the bench would be enough out of the way that people wouldn’t notice us sitting there and stop staring. We settled in and I sipped my coffee, looking the park over. Compared to the weekend before, the park looked totally transformed. There were bright tents throughout the trees with local crafters and artisans, and loud chatter filled the air from people walking around. “This festival looks no different from when I came as a kid,” Alex said, pulling my attention to him. I glanced at him and watched as he looked over at what I’d just been looking at. “Are you surprised? You know we like tradition here.” Alex chuckled. “Not really. I guess since it’s been so long since I was here, that I expected something to have changed. But nothing has. The same tents, same vendors, same atmosphere.” I made a noise low in my throat. “There are some new vendors. They’re just peppered throughout. Some ones you’re thinking of don’t come anymore.” What I didn’t say was that some owners had died because of how old they were and their businesses closed. The town had to get some new life for the vendors, otherwise this festival would have dwindled. “Still. This is the same. If I close my eyes, I bet I could recall where everyone is and the order of the games at the rink. I feel like no time has passed.” I said nothing at first. Then I asked, “Are you happy to be here at least?” Alex met my gaze and nodded. “I am. It’s weird how I didn’t think about so much related to town while I was gone. I came home for holidays and brief visits, but everything else was just background. But now that I’m here, I can’t help remembering coming as a kid with my mom and sister. Hanging with my friends before our games. And all the other shit that the town does throughout the year.” I thought about what he was saying. I didn’t have any experience not coming to the town events, considering I went to college close by and returned to town the minute I could. I’d kept coming to everything, even throughout college.About A.M. Williams
A.M. Williams is just a simple girl from the south that found herself living abroad. When she’s not annoying her cat or reading, she’s spending time with her husband and traveling as much as possible. She has a serious case of wanderlust and wants to go as many places as possible while she can. She loves Cheerwine, sweet tea, and North Carolina (eastern style) BBQ as well as those crystal clear waters on the North Carolina coast.Follow: Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Goodreads | BookBub | Website | Amazon
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