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0:00My ex-girlfriend's little sister took me
0:02to an open house in an old white
0:04farmhouse in Kentucky. I thought she
0:07just wanted me to check the roof.
0:09Then the realtor walked up and asked,
0:11So, are you two looking together?
0:14And Lucy Foster slipped her arm through
0:16mine, smiled like she'd been practicing
0:18it in the mirror, and said, Yes, my
0:21boyfriend and I love it.
0:24I choked on my lemonade so hard the
0:26realtor had to pat me on the back
0:28because Lucy Foster was not my
0:31girlfriend. Lucy Foster had never been
0:33my girlfriend. Lucy Foster was the
0:36younger sister of the woman who broke my
0:38heart.
0:39My name is Graham Tucker. I'm 32 and I
0:42restore old houses outside Lexington,
0:44Kentucky. Farmhouses, Victorians, barns
0:48people say should be torn down.
0:51Three years ago, I dated Danielle
0:53Foster. She told me once that I spent
0:55too much time fixing old things instead
0:57of building something new. Then she took
1:00a job in Chicago, married a banker, and
1:03sent me a very polite text.
1:05When you date a woman for three years,
1:08you get her family too, and Danielle's
1:10family included Lucy.
1:12Lucy was 28. She was a beekeeper. Honest
1:15to God, she kept 40 beehives on rented
1:18land outside town and sold honey at the
1:21Saturday farmers market under a little
1:23yellow tent that said Lucy's Bees.
1:26Curly blonde hair always tied up in a
1:28bandana, freckles, overalls, usually a
1:32little bit of honey on her fingers.
1:34Danielle wore heels. Lucy wore rubber
1:37boots. Danielle wanted a penthouse. Lucy
1:40wanted dirt and sunshine and bees.
1:43After the breakup, her honey tent was
1:45right across from my lumber supplier at
1:47the farmers market. Sometimes she'd toss
1:49me a little jar of honey and say, For
1:52your toast, Tucker. You look like a man
1:54who eats sad toast.
1:56She wasn't wrong.
1:58So when she called me on a Thursday
1:59said, Graham, I need a huge favor.
2:02There's an open house Saturday, an old
2:04farmhouse. Can you come look at it with
2:06me and tell me if it's going to fall
2:08down? I said yes. I thought it was a
2:11professional favor. I was very wrong.
2:14The farmhouse sat on eight acres
2:16surrounded by rolling hills and white
2:18horse fences, peeling paint, a sagging
2:21wrap around porch, an old red barn, a
2:24peach orchard, and a porch swing that
2:26creaked in the breeze like it was
2:28saying, hello.
2:30Lucy stopped at the end of the driveway
2:32and just stared at it.
2:34Graham, she whispered, look at it.
2:37I looked at it. I saw rotten porch
2:39posts, a roof that needed replacing, and
2:42gutters held on with what appeared to be
2:44hope.
2:45But I also saw Lucy's face, and Lucy's
2:48face looked like she just found home.
2:51It's perfect, she said.
2:53It's falling apart.
2:55So is everything good.
2:58The realtor was a cheerful woman named
3:00Bev in a pink blazer with big hair and
3:02an even bigger smile. She handed us
3:05lemonade and little paper cups and asked
3:07if we were looking together. And that's
3:09when Lucy said it. My boyfriend and I
3:12love it.
3:14After I finished choking, Bev clapped
3:16her hands together like she'd won the
3:18lottery.
3:19Oh, wonderful, a couple. Mrs. Hollis is
3:22going to be thrilled.
3:24Who's Mrs. Hollis? I asked, wiping
3:26lemonade off my shirt.
3:28The seller, Bev said, lowering her
3:30voice. She's 88, a widow. She and her
3:34husband Harold lived here for 62 years,
3:37and she's been very particular about who
3:39she sells to.
3:41Bev leaned closer. Between you and me, a
3:44developer offered her way more than
3:46asking price. He wanted to tear it down
3:48and build 15 houses. She turned him down
3:51flat.
3:53Why? Lucy asked.
3:55Because she says she'll only sell to a
3:57young couple who love this house the way
3:59she and Harold did.
4:01Bev beamed at us. She's on the back
4:04porch. Let me go tell her you're here.
4:07Bev hurried off, and I slowly turned and
4:09looked at Lucy.
4:11She was staring at the ground. Her face
4:13was bright red.
4:15Lucy, I said slowly, what did you just
4:18do?
4:19I panicked.
4:21You panicked yourself a boyfriend?
4:24I read the listing online last night. It
4:26said seller prefers married or committed
4:29couple, and I'm not married or
4:31committed. I'm a single beekeeper with
4:3340 hives and a cat named Waffles, and I
4:36thought if I showed up alone, they'd
4:38laugh me off the property.
4:40So you brought me?
4:42So I brought you. She finally looked up
4:45at me. You're the only man I know who
4:47knows what a load-bearing wall is.
4:50That's the reason? That's one of the
4:53reasons. Bite my lip. I am sorry. I
4:56should have told you in the truck. I
4:58just I really want this house, Graham.
5:01I've wanted a house like this my whole
5:02life, somewhere I can put my bees,
5:05somewhere that feels like it'll last.
5:08I looked at the farmhouse, then at her,
5:10then at the porch swing creaking in the
5:12breeze.
5:13Okay, I said.
5:16Okay?
5:17Okay. I'll be your boyfriend for one
5:20afternoon.
5:21Her whole face lit up. Then she narrowed
5:24her eyes.
5:25Why are you smiling like that?
5:28Because you're going to owe me so much,
5:30honey.
5:31She laughed and grabbed my arm again,
5:34and this time she didn't let go.
5:36Mrs. Hollis was sitting in a white
5:38rocking chair on the back porch, wearing
5:41a lavender cardigan and a straw hat.
5:44Tiny, silver-haired, sharp blue eyes
5:47that missed absolutely nothing.
5:50She looked at me,
5:51then at Lucy, then at Lucy's hand on my
5:54arm.
5:55Sit, she said, pointing at the porch
5:58swing.
5:59We sat side by side.
6:02The swing was small. Lucy's knee pressed
6:04against mine. Neither of us moved it.
6:08So, Mrs. Hollis said, folding her hands,
6:11how did you two meet?
6:13My brain went completely blank,
6:16but Lucy didn't miss a beat. She smiled.
6:19He saved my bees, she said.
6:22I turned and stared at her because that
6:25was true.
6:26Two summers ago, one of my hives swarmed
6:29at the farmers market. 10,000 bees right
6:32in the middle of the parking lot.
6:33Everybody was screaming and running, and
6:36Graham walked right into the middle of
6:37it with a cardboard box and helped me
6:39catch the queen.
6:41Mrs. Hollis's eyebrows went up. She
6:44looked at me.
6:45Is that true, young man?
6:47Yes, ma'am, I said. I got stung 11
6:50times.
6:5112, Lucy corrected. One got you on the
6:54ear. You yelled a word I can't repeat in
6:57front of Mrs. Hollis.
6:59Mrs. Hollis laughed hard.
7:01And then what? she asked.
7:03Lucy looked at me. Her eyes were soft.
7:07And then he sat in the back of his truck
7:09with an ice pack on his ear and asked if
7:12I was okay. 12 stings, and he wanted to
7:15know if I was okay.
7:17I didn't remember telling her that, but
7:19I remembered sitting there. I remembered
7:22her face. I remembered thinking it was
7:24the first time I'd laughed since
7:26Danielle left.
7:28Mrs. Hollis rocked slowly in her chair,
7:30watching us.
7:32Harold was stung by a bee the day I met
7:34him at the county fair, 1958. He was
7:38trying to win me a stuffed bear. She
7:40smiled. He missed every single throw.
7:44Then a bee got him right on the nose. I
7:46married him two years later.
7:49She looked at me for a long moment.
7:51You look at her the way Harold used to
7:53look at me.
7:55My face went hot. Lucy's face went red.
7:58Neither of us said anything.
8:00Mrs. Hollis stood up slowly using her
8:03cane.
8:04Sunday supper, she announced. 6 o'clock
8:07here. I'm making fried chicken. I want
8:10to see you too in this kitchen before I
8:12decide anything.
8:14Then she went inside.
8:20whispered, I think we have to keep
8:22pretending.
8:23I think so too.
8:25Are you okay with that?
8:27I looked at her, at the bandana in her
8:29hair, at the freckles across her nose,
8:32at the way her knee was still pressed
8:34against mine on that old swing.
8:37Yeah, I said quietly. I'm okay with
8:40that.
8:41We spent the next three days studying.
8:44Lucy came over to my place every evening
8:46with a notebook. She called it boyfriend
8:49school.
8:50Okay, she said, sitting cross-legged on
8:53my couch. What's my favorite color?
8:56Yellow.
8:57How did you know that? Your tent is
8:59yellow, your truck is yellow, your boots
9:01are yellow, you own a yellow raincoat.
9:04She narrowed her eyes. Lucky guess.
9:07What's my middle name? Margaret, after
9:10your grandma. She stared at me. How do
9:13you know that? Danielle told me once. I
9:16remembered.
9:17Lucy went quiet. She looked down at her
9:19notebook. What's my favorite food? I
9:22asked, changing the subject.
9:25Barbecue from that place on Limestone
9:27Street with extra pickles, and you hate
9:30cilantro because you say it tastes like
9:32soap.
9:33Now I stared at her.
9:35I pay attention too, Tucker, she said
9:38softly.
9:39Okay, what do I do when I'm stressed?
9:42You fix something, anything, a door
9:45hinge, a chair. Last month you rebuilt
9:48the entire bench outside the farmer's
9:50market because you had a bad week.
9:52How did you know I had a bad week? It
9:55was the week Danielle posted her wedding
9:57pictures. She looked at me carefully.
10:00You looked sad for a whole Saturday. I
10:03gave you two jars of honey.
10:05I remembered.
10:07She didn't say anything. She just handed
10:09me the honey and squeezed my arm and
10:11went back to her tent.
10:13Lucy, I said, can I ask you something?
10:17Sure.
10:18Why did you really bring me to that open
10:21house? You could have brought anyone, a
10:23friend, a cousin.
10:25She was quiet for a long time. She
10:27picked at a thread on her overalls.
10:30Because when I imagined living in that
10:33house, she said, I imagined you on the
10:36porch.
10:37My heart stopped. She looked up at me,
10:40face pink.
10:41Fixing the porch, obviously, because
10:43it's falling apart. That's all I meant.
10:46Obviously, I said, but neither of us
10:49looked away for a long time.
10:52Sunday supper was the best meal I'd ever
10:54eaten. Mrs. Hollis made fried chicken,
10:57biscuits, and peach cobbler from her own
10:59orchard and watched us like a hawk.
11:02Halfway through dinner, Lucy reached
11:05over and wiped a crumb off my chin with
11:07her thumb. She did it without thinking,
11:09then she realized what she'd done and
11:11froze.
11:13Mrs. Hollis smiled into her sweet tea.
11:16After dinner, Mrs. Hollis said she
11:18needed peaches picked for tomorrow's
11:19pies. She handed us two baskets and sent
11:22us out to the orchard while she rested
11:24her eyes.
11:26The sun was going down. The whole
11:28orchard was gold and orange. The trees
11:31were heavy with peaches and the air
11:34smelled sweet and warm.
11:36Lucy reached for a peach on a high
11:38branch. She stood on her tiptoes, still
11:41couldn't reach it.
11:43Need a boost?
11:44I'm fine.
11:46She jumped, missed.
11:48Lucy? I'm fine, Graham.
11:51She jumped again, missed again.
11:54So I walked up behind her, put my hands
11:56on her waist and lifted her up.
11:59She gasped, then she laughed. She
12:01grabbed the peach and held it up like a
12:03trophy. Got it.
12:05I set her down slowly, but I didn't let
12:07go and she didn't step away.
12:10She turned around in my arms. We were
12:12face to face under the peach tree, the
12:15sunset glowing behind her, her bandana
12:18slipping off her curly hair.
12:20Graham?
12:22Yeah?
12:23Mrs. Hollis isn't watching.
12:25I know.
12:26Then why are you still holding me?
12:29Why are you still letting me?
12:32She didn't answer. She just rose up on
12:34her toes,
12:36and a bee landed right on the end of my
12:38nose.
12:39We both froze.
12:41Don't move, Lucy whispered.
12:44Lucy.
12:45Don't move.
12:47Lucy, there's a bee on my nose.
12:50I know. It's a honeybee. She's just
12:52curious. Stay very still.
12:55She slowly lifted one finger. The bee
12:58crawled onto it. Lucy lifted her hand,
13:01and the bee flew away into the sunset.
13:04Then Lucy looked at me and burst out
13:06laughing. Just like Harold, she gasped.
13:09I started laughing too. We laughed so
13:12hard we had to sit down in the grass
13:14under the peach tree with our baskets
13:16spilling peaches everywhere.
13:19And when the laughing stopped, she
13:20leaned her head on my shoulder, and we
13:23sat there, quiet, until the sun went
13:25down.
13:27I didn't kiss her that night, but I
13:29wanted to more than I'd ever wanted
13:31anything. The next week, I did a full
13:34inspection of the farmhouse. I crawled
13:36under the porch, I climbed into the
13:38attic, I checked every beam and every
13:40wire.
13:42The news wasn't good.
13:44Rotten sill beam, wiring from 1952, a
13:47roof that needed replacing, $40,000 in
13:51repairs minimum.
13:53Lucy stared at the paper, all the color
13:56drained from her face.
13:58I can't afford that, she said quietly. I
14:01can barely afford the down payment. I've
14:04been saving for 6 years, selling honey
14:06one jar at a time.
14:09I know.
14:10So that's it? Her eyes filled with
14:12tears.
14:13I I buy it.
14:15Lucy,
14:16look at the number again.
14:18She looked.
14:1940,000.
14:21That's if you hire a contractor. I
14:23pointed at the second column.
14:26This is materials only, 11,000.
14:30But who's going to do the work?
14:32I just looked at her.
14:34Her mouth fell open.
14:36Graham, no, you can't.
14:38I fix old houses. It's what I do.
14:41That's months of work, every weekend.
14:45I like weekends. Weekends are boring.
14:48Graham Tucker, I'm not letting you do
14:50this for free.
14:52Then pay me in honey.
14:54That's not a real payment.
14:56It is to me.
14:58She stared at me. Tears were running
15:01down her cheeks now.
15:03Why? She whispered. Why would you do
15:06this for me?
15:07I didn't have a clever answer, so I gave
15:09her the true one.
15:11Because when you said you imagined me on
15:13that porch, I imagined it too.
15:17Mrs. Hollis accepted Lucy's offer the
15:19next day, even though it was way less
15:21than the developers, even though Lucy
15:23had to ask for two extra months to
15:26close.
15:27I've made my decision, Mrs. Hollis told
15:29Bev.
15:30That girl loves this house, and that boy
15:34loves that girl. That's all I need to
15:37know.
15:38For two months, I spent every weekend at
15:41the farmhouse with Lucy right beside me,
15:44sanding and scraping.
15:46We fought about everything, including
15:48whether the kitchen needed an island.
15:50It doesn't need an island, Lucy.
15:53Every kitchen needs an island. Mrs.
15:56Hollis cooked here for 62 years without
15:59an island.
16:01Mrs. Hollis didn't have 40 beehives
16:03worth of honey to jar.
16:05She won that one. She won most of them.
16:08Mrs. Hollis supervised every Saturday
16:11from her rocking chair. She called me
16:13the carpenter and Lucy the bee girl.
16:16One evening, Lucy and I climbed into the
16:18barn's hayloft to watch the sunset
16:21through the big loft door. The whole
16:23valley glowed pink and gold.
16:26Lucy sat down on a hay bale. I sat next
16:29to her.
16:30She had sawdust in her hair and paint on
16:32her cheek.
16:34Graham, she said quietly,
16:36when the house closes next week, we can
16:38stop pretending.
16:40My heart dropped.
16:42Right.
16:43Mrs. Hollis won't need to see us
16:45anymore. Bev won't need to see us.
16:47Nobody will need us to be a couple.
16:50Right.
16:51She looked at me.
16:53Is that what you want? To stop
16:55pretending?
16:57I looked at her for a long time. The
16:59sunset was in her eyes. The sawdust was
17:02in her curls.
17:04No, I said.
17:05I stopped pretending a long time ago.
17:08She went completely still.
17:11I stopped pretending under the peach
17:13tree.
17:14Maybe before.
17:15Maybe at the farmer's market every
17:18Saturday when you'd throw me a jar of
17:20honey and I'd spend the whole week
17:22thinking about it.
17:23Graham,
17:25and I know you're Danielle's sister and
17:27I know that's complicated.
17:29But Lucy, you are nothing like her.
17:32You're the only person who ever looked
17:34at an old, broken thing and saw
17:36something worth saving.
17:38She was crying now, smiling and crying.
17:42I brought you to that open house because
17:44I've had a crush on you since the bee
17:46swarm, since you sat in your truck with
17:4912 stings and asked if I was okay.
17:52I never said anything because she was my
17:54sister's ex. I told myself it was wrong.
17:58Is it wrong?
18:00She shook her head slowly.
18:02It doesn't feel wrong.
18:04It feels like the only right thing I've
18:07ever done.
18:08I reached up and gently wiped the paint
18:11off her cheek with my thumb.
18:13Lucy, I said,
18:15no bees this time?
18:17She laughed through her tears.
18:19No bees.
18:21And I kissed her
18:22in the hayloft of the old red barn with
18:25the sunset pouring in through the loft
18:27door and the whole valley glowing
18:29beneath us.
18:31Her lips were soft and tasted like sweet
18:33tea.
18:34She made a tiny sound and wrapped her
18:37arms around me and kissed me back like
18:39she'd been waiting two whole years.
18:41I slid my hand into her curls. Her
18:44bandana fell off. Hay crunched beneath
18:47us.
18:48The sun went down.
18:50When we finally pulled apart, she rested
18:52her forehead against mine.
18:55No more pretending, she whispered.
18:58No more pretending.
19:00Then a voice called up from below the
19:02ladder.
19:03Is the carpenter kissing the bee girl up
19:06there?
19:07We both looked down.
19:08Mrs. Hollis was standing at the bottom
19:11of the hayloft ladder, leaning on her
19:13cane, smiling up at us.
19:16Lucy buried her face in my chest. Oh no.
19:20I'm 88, Mrs. Hollis called up. I've seen
19:24things. Carry on.
19:27Then she shuffled back towards the
19:29house, laughing.
19:31But the next morning,
19:32everything got complicated.
19:35Lucy called me at 7:00 a.m. Her voice
19:38was shaking.
19:39I have to tell Mrs. Hollis the truth.
19:42What truth?
19:44That we were faking it at the beginning,
19:47that I lied to her. She chose me over a
19:50developer because she thought we were a
19:52real couple. She deserves to know.
19:55Lucy, we're a real couple now,
19:59but we weren't when she decided. And if
20:01she pulls out of the sale because I
20:03lied, then I deserve it.
20:06I can't start my life in that house with
20:08a lie in the foundation, Gram.
20:11You of all people know you can't build
20:13on rot.
20:15I couldn't argue with that.
20:17So that afternoon, we drove out to the
20:19farmhouse together.
20:21Mrs. Hollis was in her rocking chair on
20:23the porch, shelling peas into a bowl.
20:26Lucy walked up the porch steps, took a
20:28deep breath and told her everything.
20:31The panic, the listing, boyfriend
20:34school,
20:35all of it.
20:37When she was finished, she stood there
20:39with her hands clasped tight, waiting.
20:42Mrs. Hollis kept shelling peas. She
20:45didn't say anything for a long time.
20:48Then she set down the bowl and she
20:50started laughing.
20:52Oh, honey, she said, wiping her eyes. I
20:56knew from the very first day.
20:59Lucy's mouth fell open.
21:01You knew?
21:03Sweetheart, you held his arm like it was
21:06a hot casserole dish and he choked on
21:09Bev's lemonade. Mrs. Hollis chuckled.
21:12I've been around 88 years. I know a fake
21:16couple when I see one.
21:18Then why did you invite us to supper? I
21:20asked.
21:22Mrs. Hollis looked at me with those
21:24sharp blue eyes.
21:26Because Harold and I were a fake couple
21:28once too.
21:30In 1958, we pretended to be engaged, so
21:33a motel in Tennessee would rent us two
21:36rooms side by side on the way to his
21:38sister's wedding. Back then, they didn't
21:41rent rooms to unmarried young folks. She
21:43smiled.
21:45We pretended for one whole weekend and
21:48by Sunday, we weren't pretending any
21:50>> Lucy put her hand over her mouth.
21:53I didn't choose you two because I
21:55thought you were a couple, Mrs. Hollis
21:57said gently. I chose you because I could
22:00see what you were going to become.
22:03You weren't pretending to love each
22:05other, honey. You were pretending you
22:07didn't.
22:09Lucy started crying. Mrs. Hollis held
22:12out her arms and Lucy knelt down and
22:14hugged her.
22:16Then Mrs. Hollis looked at me over
22:18Lucy's shoulder.
22:19Now, Carpenter, don't you dare be as
22:22slow as Harold was. He took two years to
22:25propose. I almost married a dentist.
22:29The house closed the following Friday.
22:32Lucy signed the papers alone, the way
22:34she wanted. Her name, her savings, her
22:37six years of selling honey one jar at a
22:40time. When Bev handed her the keys, Lucy
22:44held them in her palm like they were
22:45made of gold.
22:47That afternoon, we moved her 40 beehives
22:50to the edge of the peach orchard. The
22:52rest of the year was the happiest of my
22:54life. I finished the porch and the roof.
22:57Lucy painted the kitchen yellow,
22:59obviously, and I built her an island out
23:02of old barn wood.
23:03Danielle called Lucy in October. Lucy
23:06put it on speaker while we were sanding
23:08the stairs.
23:10Mom told me about you and Graham. Lucy
23:12held her breath.
23:14Honestly, Danielle said, I'm happy for
23:17you. He was always better at loving old
23:19things than new ones, and you were
23:21always the one who wanted something that
23:23lasts. She paused.
23:26Take care of each other, Luce.
23:28After she hung up, Lucy sat on the
23:30stairs and cried a little. I sat next to
23:33her and held her hand.
23:35She meant it, Lucy said. She meant it.
23:38Mrs. Hollis moved into a senior
23:40apartment in town, but came out every
23:42Sunday for supper.
23:44Harold would have loved this, she said
23:47every time.
23:49One year after the open house, on a warm
23:51evening in June, I asked Lucy to meet me
23:54on the porch swing at sunset. That swing
23:57was the one thing I hadn't touched. I'd
23:59sanded it and oiled it, but I hadn't
24:02replaced a single board because carved
24:04into the armrest, faded and worn, were
24:07two sets of initials,
24:09H and L, 1958.
24:13Harold and Eleanor Hollis.
24:16Lucy came out onto the porch in a yellow
24:18sundress, barefoot, her curly hair down
24:21for once. Mrs. Hollis was sitting in her
24:23rocking chair at the other end of the
24:25porch, pretending to read a magazine
24:27upside down.
24:29Lucy down next to me on the swing.
24:32What's going on? Why is Mrs. Hollis
24:34holding her magazine like that?
24:37Look at the armrest, I said. She looked
24:39down and she gasped because right
24:42underneath Harold and Eleanor's
24:44initials, freshly carved into the old
24:46wood, there were two more
24:49G and L. And under that, in small,
24:53careful letters, one more line.
24:56Will you?
24:58Lucy put both hands over her mouth. I
25:00got down on one knee on the porch boards
25:03I'd laid myself and I opened a little
25:05velvet box.
25:08Lucy Margaret Foster, a year ago, you
25:11told a realtor I was your boyfriend. It
25:14was the best lie anyone ever told about
25:17me. I want to make it true forever. I
25:20want to fix every broken thing in this
25:22house with you. I want to get stung by
25:25your bees for the rest of my life.
25:28Will you marry me?
25:30She was crying so hard she couldn't
25:32speak. She just nodded over and over.
25:35Is that a yes? I asked.
25:38Yes, she sobbed. Yes, Graham. Yes. Yes.
25:42Yes.
25:44I slid the ring onto her finger. She
25:46threw her arms around my neck and kissed
25:48me and the old porch swing creaked under
25:51us like it was laughing.
25:53From the other end of the porch, Mrs.
25:55Hollis put down her upside down magazine
25:57and started clapping.
25:59Thank goodness. Two years would have
26:02been too long. I'm 89 now.
26:06We got married that October in the peach
26:08orchard under the trees, surrounded by
26:10golden leaves and humming bees. Lucy
26:13wore a white dress and yellow rubber
26:15boots. Mrs. Hollis walked her down the
26:17aisle slowly with her cane and gave a
26:20little speech about Harold that made
26:22every single person there cry.
26:25The wedding favors were tiny jars of
26:27honey with little yellow labels that
26:29said Lucy's Bees, sweeter together.
26:33And Bev, the realtor, told anyone who
26:35would listen, I knew it the second he
26:38choked on my lemonade.
26:41Now every Sunday evening, Lucy and I sit
26:43on that porch swing and watch the sun go
26:45down over the orchard while the bees
26:47hum.
26:49Sometimes Lucy runs her fingers over the
26:51carvings on the armrest.
26:53H and L, 1958.
26:57G and L,
26:59will you?
27:00And she always smiles and says the same
27:03thing.
27:04Best lie I ever told.
27:07So tell me, have you ever pretended to
27:10be a couple and ended up falling for
27:12real? Or has a stranger ever seen your
27:14feelings before you did?
27:17Share your story in the comments. And if
27:19this story made you smile, hit like,
27:22subscribe, and I'll see you in the next
27:24one.

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