Desire Lines
“She sits outside on the deck under a green-and-white striped umbrella and watches the activity on the river and at the tables nearby. Next to her, a man and a very pregnant woman are holding hands. “How about Leonardo? That’s a strong name,” Kathryn overhears the woman say.The man shakes his head. “I’m holding out for Buck.”There’s a loud whoop from the other end of the deck, seven or eight college guys raising their pint glasses in a toast.“I’ll have what they’re having,” Kathryn tells the cute, ponytailed waiter. Is she flirting with him? She isn’t sure.He smirks. “I don’t think it’s what they’re having—it’s how much. You want a pitcher?”“I’ll start with a pint,” she says. “What are your specials?”“Blueberry lager is the feature this week.”She makes a face.“Okay, then. How about an India pale ale? Smooth, not too rich, full-bodied.”She squints up at him. “Sounds nice.”“One pale ale coming up.” He turns on his heel and goes inside.She leans back in her chair, closing her eyes, feelin...g the late-afternoon sun on her eyelids.MoreLess
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