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She shakes her head, and with that she falls quiet. As you listen to passing cars, feeling the air beginning to cool as the afternoon slips on, you almost forget what day it is, and everything else you've been doing. For just now, you don't have to think about too much at all.

It's a minute or so later that you see Nic turn to you again—and although she's smiling, you think she seems just a little more tired now.

"So what about you?" she asks. "What kind of thing do you want to do? Do you want to go traveling, or get a job—or anything else?"