The smile on Ingrid Walton's face slowly faded.She set the cake on the table and reached for the notes. "John Rutherford, don't touch them."I held down one of the stars I hadn't finished unfolding. "Why can't I? Is it because they weren't written for me, or because I've finally caught on?"Her fingers froze in midair. After a moment, she pulled the slip of paper out of my hand."I wrote these before we got married. That was five years ago.""If it's all in the past, then why are you still doing every last one of them?"Ingrid lowered her head and gathered the notes, her expression returning to its usual calm. "Back in college, the four of us went into the mountains on a research trip and got caught in a landslide."Sarah pushed me out of the way and ended up with two broken ribs. You were at the hospital too, so you should remember."Of course I remembered. Back then, Ingrid, Charlie Barker, his sister Sarah Barker, and I all went to the same college.Sarah later spent most
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