The fire made more noise in this setup than Andy had thought, and its dull roar muffled many of the thoughts clashing around in her head when she had any downtime. Usually doing something with her hands calmed the feeling that something was creeping up on her, but this time it was only Joe.

With lemonade, no less. She smiled at him and stepped away from the gravel pad that had been put in so nothing unintentionally caught fire, snagging a tiny bundle from off the table. "Thanks, Joe." Andy brushed her fingers over his when she took the glass; they didn't need very many words, because the love beween them like the others ran deep, and though different had never wavered. "I have something for you, and for Nicky if he's good."