Part 5
She was engaged, of course. For Harlem, that just made things easier. Nothing to it, like playing a song he had rehearsed over and over. He knew what to do.
'Are you happy?' he asked, pushing another mint julep her way. 'With him?'
She chewed on that concept for a while. 'Happy?' she mused. 'James will give me everything I'll ever want. With him, I'll not wish for anything.'
'Sounds great,' said Harlem, voice warm with understanding. That did the trick. She fell silent, thinking. Like always, it was only a matter of time.
'What about you?' she said at last.
'Me? Oh, I still have plenty of wishing left in me.' He paused for effect. 'Feel like granting one?'
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