The Right Mr. Wrong

Evan nodded and Maddie returned the greeting, still wondering where this was leading.

“We want to know where the best place is to get a drink in town,” Greg said. “Where the locals hang out.”

“That would be the Eldo,” Andrea said. “It’s down on Elk Avenue in town.”

“Cool.” Greg looked at Andrea, then Maddie, then back again to Andrea, his smile never wavering. “So, you ladies go there and it’s good?”

“Pretty good.” Andrea shrugged. “Nothing special, just a nice place.”

Greg looked around them. A steady stream of skiers and boarders zipped past, and gathered in groups of two and three along the margins of the run to talk, rest or merely enjoy the sun. “This is our first time here,” he said. “It’s a great place.” He looked back at them. “How long have you worked here?”

“This is my second year,” Andrea said.

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