Every December 31st, New York City was THE place to be. The lights, the confetti, the people, the kissing, the chill in the air, and the excitement permeated across the world. And Peter arranged so that he and Audrey could be a part of it
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Outside, everything seemed to sparkle in the icy air. Peter took his time leading the way to Times Square. He knew they'd be stuck in the back of the crowd anyway, so there really was no point in hurrying.
He offered his elbow for Audrey to hold.
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There was even one guy across the street shouting that the end was nigh and the apocalypse was upon them. Audrey paid his words no mind, but stared at him, as if trying to look through him to find out what made him tick. Feeling the cold air stinging her eyes, springing up protective tears, she realized she had skipped a few blinks. She blinked, then looked away.
"So...what now?" Thinking they'd just return to the hotel room.
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He kissed the top of her head. "Now, I can't promise you Dick Clark's autograph, but it'll be worth it. I go every year, usually with my college buddies. We might run into one of them."
He smiled at her. "But this is much better."
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...all those people??
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