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David, I don’t know about you, but I bet Isaac’s ready for dessert. Isaac, I got your favorite.”
    “Ice cream?” he asked hopefully.
    “What else?” Aaron slung his arm over Isaac’s shoulders. “I bought five different kinds, so you guys can have your pick.”
    Sitting at the counter again, David scooped his spoon into a bowl of something called pralines and cream. As the smooth sweetness filled his mouth, he tried to forget everything else. Aaron was right—it was only their first day. They’d figure it all out. He pressed his knee against Isaac’s, and they shared a smile.
    With eyes alight and a smear of ice cream on his mouth, Isaac glanced at where Aaron bent over the low freezer at the bottom of the fridge. Quick as a hummingbird, the kiss was soft and perfect, and David licked at the trace of chocolate left behind on his lips.
     

 
     
    “Turn right at the corner?” David asked.
    He jumped as a car honked, but it apparently wasn’t directed at them, since the vehicle sped past. A dog barked nearby, and more cars roared down the street. He found himself looking around constantly, and he made sure Isaac walked on the inside of the sidewalk.
    Isaac consulted the small square of yellow paper. “Yes. Then it should be on our left.” He gazed up as they passed a four-story apartment building. “There are so many people here.”
    Nodding, David sidestepped a woman with a baby carriage. It was the middle of the afternoon, but they’d passed quite a few other people in the three blocks from Aaron’s house. The fog had lifted, and although it was cloudy with a chilly wind, it felt practically tropical compared to what they’d left behind in Minnesota. With a pang of guilt, he thought of the snow that would need to be shoveled without him.
    Isaac pointed to the green hill that dominated the landscape. “We should go up there one day. Bet you can see for miles.”
    “I bet.” There were trees and a metal tower atop the hill. Squinting, David thought he could see a few people and perhaps dogs running to and fro. He moved to take off his hat to scratch an itch on his scalp, and realized he was grabbing at air.
    “I think that’s the store up there,” Isaac said. “It says up the hill and past the green house.” He shook his head. “I never thought I’d see green houses! Everything is so…”
    “Not plain?” David supplied as he eyed a colorful painting on the side of a brick wall. He wasn’t sure what the zig-zaggy symbols were supposed to mean. It was art, he guessed.
    The Sky-Vu drive-in near Zebulon had seemed so worldly to him even though it was only a screen in a field with a little concrete snack bar. The hardware store and main street in Warren had seemed bustling. But just walking a few blocks in San Francisco was like being on another planet.
    Isaac bumped his shoulder against David’s. “It’s exciting, isn’t it?”
    David nodded, trying to ignore the tendril of worry that coiled deep within him. It was exciting, although sweat dampened his brow even in the brisk wind. “I wonder why Aaron called it a bodega?” The word felt strange on his tongue.
    “He said it was like the corner store. Whatever that means.” Isaac laughed wryly. “Aside from being a store on the corner. Not that we had any of those in Zebulon.” He spun in a slow circle as he walked. “Here there’s just…so much . So much everything.”
    “Uh-huh.” Whether the buildings were squat homes, narrow townhouses, small apartments or stores, they all had one thing in common—they were squeezed together on the streets. Once in a while a tree would appear, but for the most part the buildings were squished as if they’d been pressed in a vise. He breathed deeply. “The air smells different here. Wetter. Almost like…salt?”
    “Yes. It must be the water nearby.” Isaac grinned. “I can’t wait to see it—the ocean. I want—” He broke off, his stride faltering as he stared at something