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Or stopped smiling.

Maybe it was the late hour, maybe it was the sense of intimacy created by standing in the darkened shop, or the connection Sean felt they shared, lives being abruptly changed, or simply a childhood of separate but shared memories of growing up in the same town, surrounded by the same things, the same people. Whatever it was, he found himself shifting a step closer. She didn’t move away. And all he could think as he dipped his head toward hers was: Why had it taken half of his life to finally work up the nerve to kiss Holly Bennett?

from “Lock, Stock, and Jingle Bells”