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the photo-shoot in Miami.”
She laughed again. “Was that really on your agenda? ”
“Not Miami specifically, no. You might have noticed I’ve been around a bit lately.”
Teri looked at Flynn , trying to read where this was going. Usually known for his expressive face, he was strangely difficult to read. Teri nodded.
“I find it interesting that I haven ’t seen you pick up a camera, or carry one with you when I’ve managed to get you out of the house.”
“There’s n o reason to carry one to dinner.”
“I understand you used to. ”
“I used to carry a camera bag in lieu of a purse. ”
“Yet I haven ’t seen a camera since I got here. Teri, when was the last time you picked up your camera and took a picture of something?”
She looked away. Unfortunately , Flynn was right. She was a photographer and every wall in the house had either her photographs or Allen’s on it. There was nowhere to look without being reminded just how right he was. He reached out and pulled her chin around to face him again.
“When was the last time you wanted to reach for a camera?”
Regularly since you arrived , Teri realized. She wasn’t going to say that, of course.
Behind Flynn , in a simple black frame on the end table, was one of the few pictures that neither Teri nor Allen took. Paul took it a picture of Teri taking a picture in Miami, it was his favorite picture of her. She had another copy in a box of his things from when Tim packed his desk. It was sitting in storage somewhere, she wasn’t sure where Tim and Nicholas put all of Paul’s things. They missed that picture and it caught her eye. A physical reminder of Paul — what she’d lost. Teri completely broke down.
Flynn handed her another tissue and gently wrapped his arms around her. He stroked her hair and held her softly.
The front door opened and Teri groaned. She didn’t want the kids to see her like this. Starting to get up with the intent of hurrying upstairs, Flynn pulled her back down.
“What? ” Dev asked when he saw her.
“Under control , be elsewhere please.” Flynn motioned them away and Teri heard the pound of footsteps as the kids went downstairs.
“You ’re safe.”
“They shouldn ’t see me like this,” she sniffled.
“It ’s just a reminder that you’re still working things out. It’s not a bad thing and, for the most part, you’re getting better.”
Teri looked at him. “For the most part? ” Then she noticed he was holding the picture Paul took of her.
“Was this taken in Miami?”
Teri nodded.
“It’s a good picture of you. Paul took it?”
Teri nodded again and pulled away. Paul told her how , when she was angry with him, that picture tormented him. He loved it because she was holding a camera and smiling, but hated knowing she was smiling because she’d just taken a good shot of Flynn. Considering Flynn’s unknowing involvement in the picture, and Paul’s worry about him as competition, finding comfort in his arms now seemed like a betrayal.
Thankfully Flynn didn ’t push the issue. He set the photo down and made Teri look at him again.
“I think it ’s time for a field trip.”
Teri didn ’t know what to say.
“This weekend we ’re going to . . . well, I’m divided between dragging you to the zoo, the waterfront, and the airport.”
“It ’s the second of March,” Teri said in disbelief.
“So? ”
“It ’s cold outside.”
“So the airport? Okay ,” he shrugged.
“And do what? ”
“Surely you know what an airport is. ”
“Yes , and we’re not getting on a plane and going anywhere, so what’s the point?”
“Killjoy ,” Flynn grinned. “Actually I was thinking of Airport Bingo.”
“Airport Bingo? ”
“It ’s not conventional bingo. You make the bingo card at one airport, nothing obvious like ‘gift shop’, that might as well just be a free space. Things like ‘girl in hot pink mini’ or ‘turquoise necklace’ or ‘drunk pilot’ and then switch
She laughed again. “Was that really on your agenda? ”
“Not Miami specifically, no. You might have noticed I’ve been around a bit lately.”
Teri looked at Flynn , trying to read where this was going. Usually known for his expressive face, he was strangely difficult to read. Teri nodded.
“I find it interesting that I haven ’t seen you pick up a camera, or carry one with you when I’ve managed to get you out of the house.”
“There’s n o reason to carry one to dinner.”
“I understand you used to. ”
“I used to carry a camera bag in lieu of a purse. ”
“Yet I haven ’t seen a camera since I got here. Teri, when was the last time you picked up your camera and took a picture of something?”
She looked away. Unfortunately , Flynn was right. She was a photographer and every wall in the house had either her photographs or Allen’s on it. There was nowhere to look without being reminded just how right he was. He reached out and pulled her chin around to face him again.
“When was the last time you wanted to reach for a camera?”
Regularly since you arrived , Teri realized. She wasn’t going to say that, of course.
Behind Flynn , in a simple black frame on the end table, was one of the few pictures that neither Teri nor Allen took. Paul took it a picture of Teri taking a picture in Miami, it was his favorite picture of her. She had another copy in a box of his things from when Tim packed his desk. It was sitting in storage somewhere, she wasn’t sure where Tim and Nicholas put all of Paul’s things. They missed that picture and it caught her eye. A physical reminder of Paul — what she’d lost. Teri completely broke down.
Flynn handed her another tissue and gently wrapped his arms around her. He stroked her hair and held her softly.
The front door opened and Teri groaned. She didn’t want the kids to see her like this. Starting to get up with the intent of hurrying upstairs, Flynn pulled her back down.
“What? ” Dev asked when he saw her.
“Under control , be elsewhere please.” Flynn motioned them away and Teri heard the pound of footsteps as the kids went downstairs.
“You ’re safe.”
“They shouldn ’t see me like this,” she sniffled.
“It ’s just a reminder that you’re still working things out. It’s not a bad thing and, for the most part, you’re getting better.”
Teri looked at him. “For the most part? ” Then she noticed he was holding the picture Paul took of her.
“Was this taken in Miami?”
Teri nodded.
“It’s a good picture of you. Paul took it?”
Teri nodded again and pulled away. Paul told her how , when she was angry with him, that picture tormented him. He loved it because she was holding a camera and smiling, but hated knowing she was smiling because she’d just taken a good shot of Flynn. Considering Flynn’s unknowing involvement in the picture, and Paul’s worry about him as competition, finding comfort in his arms now seemed like a betrayal.
Thankfully Flynn didn ’t push the issue. He set the photo down and made Teri look at him again.
“I think it ’s time for a field trip.”
Teri didn ’t know what to say.
“This weekend we ’re going to . . . well, I’m divided between dragging you to the zoo, the waterfront, and the airport.”
“It ’s the second of March,” Teri said in disbelief.
“So? ”
“It ’s cold outside.”
“So the airport? Okay ,” he shrugged.
“And do what? ”
“Surely you know what an airport is. ”
“Yes , and we’re not getting on a plane and going anywhere, so what’s the point?”
“Killjoy ,” Flynn grinned. “Actually I was thinking of Airport Bingo.”
“Airport Bingo? ”
“It ’s not conventional bingo. You make the bingo card at one airport, nothing obvious like ‘gift shop’, that might as well just be a free space. Things like ‘girl in hot pink mini’ or ‘turquoise necklace’ or ‘drunk pilot’ and then switch
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