December 3rd

(To read this story from the beginning, click here.)


At home, the fire lit. “So there’s this little bookstore on Granville Island that sells imported German advent calendars. Want to go?”

Klink’s sitting on the windowsill, gazing out at the stay-inside-if-you-know-what’s-good-for-you rain. “Do I have a choice?”

“It doesn’t appear so.”

“I’d better get my coat.”

“You don’t have one.”

“I know.”

“My roommates have this cute little pink rain jacket for—”

“Shut up. Let’s go.”

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