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Chapter 3The meal had been unbelievable. Easily worth the price of lugging produce two miles through the hot Carolina sun. Adam would have done it again without hesitation or regret. But the company was more bittersweet. He ended up sitting beside Sasha and across the table from Scott. Sasha kept touching him, accidentally, casually. And Scott kept smiling at him. Adam learned a few things at dinner. Ida was an amazing cook, Sasha was amazingly warm, and Scott had an amazing smile. Fortunately, nobody relied on him too much to keep the conversation going. Ida would never dream of interrupting a guest from eating, and Colette had a great deal to talk about. Her new book. Her project for 4H. Her excitement about school. Her intention to participate in basketball and soccer and maybe the mat