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Thi s   time   when    he   turns ,   he    turns    with   purpose.    His   ey es    meet

                mine    and    there’ s   a   three- sec ond    pause   whi le   we   both   stare   at   ea ch
                other.     But    then     we    both     start    walking      toward     ea ch    other,
                det ermi na tion  in  ev er y step . Twent y step s sep arate  us.
                    Ten.
                    Five.
                    One.

                    Nei ther  of us takes  tha t fina l step .
                    I’m   out   of   brea th,    pant ing    and    ner vous.   “I   forgot   to   tel l   you
                Emers on’s middle  na me. ”  I put my ha nd s on  my hi ps and  ex ha le.  “It’s
                Dory.”
                    He   doesn’t  immed iatel y  rea ct,  but  then       hi s  ey es   crink le   a  little   in
                the  corners .  His  mouth  twitches   like  he’s  forcing   back  a  smile.   “Wha t
                a per fec t na me  for her.”

                    I no d, and  smile,  and  then  stop.
                    I’m  no t  sure  wha t  to  do  no w.  I  just  need ed   hi m  to  kno w  tha t,  but
                no w tha t I’ve  told hi m, I didn’t rea lly thi nk  of wha t I’d do or say nex t.
                    I  no d  again,   and  then    glanc e  around   me,   thro wing   a  thu mb  over
                my sho ulder. “Wel l . . . I gues s I’ll . . .”
                    Atlas steps for ward, grabs me,  and  pulls me  ha rd agains t hi s ches t. I

                immed iatel y     close   my   ey es    when   he   wraps   hi s   arms   around    me.    His
                ha nd   goes   up  to  the   back  of  my  hea d  and   he      ho lds  me   still  agains t
                hi m  as  we  stand,  surro und ed   by  busy  street s,  blasts  of  ho rns ,  peo ple
                brushi ng   us  as  they   pass  in  a  hu rr y.  He  pres ses   a  gent le  kiss  int o  my
                ha ir, and  all of tha t fades  away.
                    “Lily,”   he   says   quiet ly.   “I   feel    like   my   life   is   good   eno ugh   for   you
                no w. So whenev er  you’re  rea dy . . .”

                    I   clenc h   hi s   jacket    in   my   ha nd s   and    keep    my   face   pres sed    tight
                agains t  hi s  ches t.  I  suddenl y  feel   like  I’m  fif teen   again.   My  nec k  and
                cheek s flush  from hi s words.
                    But I’m not fif teen.
                    I’m  an  adult  with  res pons ibilities   and   a  chi ld.  I  can’t  just  allow  my
                teena ge  feel ing s to take  over. Not witho ut a little  rea ssuranc e,  at lea st.

                    I pull back and  look up at hi m. “Do you dona te  to cha rity?”
                    Atlas laughs  with  conf usion.  “Sev era l. Why ?”
                    “Do you want  kids somed ay?”
                    He  no ds. “Of course  I do.”
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