over and set them down before turning around and grabbing two bottles of water out of the cooler. “I don’t think you need any beer today, do you?” he teased, sliding onto the bench next to her. “I know I don’t.”
“I’m good,” she said. “Thank you.”
They were about to start eating when Uncle Ted ambled over to them. “This is a good kid, Beth,” he said. “How long have you been together?”
“We work together,” Nate said.
“Oh, is that right?” Her uncle gave her the same arched eyebrow that her aunt had given her that morning. “He’s a good kid, Beth.”
She popped a potato chip into her mouth. “I know,” she said. “Believe me, I know.” Uncle Te...
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