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9. Um, Are You the Matchmaker?
Nine Um, Are You the Matchmaker? 11:50 a.m. 26 December Waterfront District, San Francisco After leaving Marian and Mr. Kringle gazing into one another’s eyes at the hospital, Hugh finds Krista back at the Pier 22 warehouse. She’s holding her sketchpad and talking with an older woman in her late fifties or early sixties. The woman is wearing a tan plaid pea coat, the kind he’s only ever seen in 1980s reruns. Hugh assumes she must be the lunch date Krista mentioned. However, the woman looks displeased and he can clearly hear Krista say, “I’m sorry, Edith. But today isn’t your day for lunch.” “But the divorce is final!” the older woman points out. “I thought…” “I know you did,” Krista answers looking chagrined. “But unfortunately, that’s not how this works. If I don’t sense a match
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