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CHARLOTTE “We can take you there,” she said, taking one look at the bags and smiling. “Rather fitting that he took you there, don’t you think?” she added, and I nodded absentmindedly. “Yeah, he mentioned something about the restaurant being one of his favorite places in the city,” I answered as she sat down. “Can I ask why you’re going back there? I can see it has nothing to do with getting more food or pastries; you have more than enough,” she stated, looking toward the corner of the room where the boxes stood the previous day. When she realized they had been moved, a smile danced at the corner of her lips. I could see she wanted to say something, but decided against it. “Can I decide to leave your question unanswered?” I asked, and she shrugged in response. “It’s your prerogative. I