Auggie had been talking about the DC Jazz Festival for weeks and Annie had made it back from Argentina in time for the two of them to make the final weekend. After his trip to Istanbul, she wasn't going to have him associate anything bad with jazz again and she wanted to be the one to start the summer season off right with it
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"And I can't either, Annie." He turned towards her and kissed her cheek, before turning back towards wherever they were headed. "I have a schedule in my bag. There's an eclectic mix of performers. Is there anything you want to catch in particular?"
He looked around, even though he couldn't see what was around them. "Is there a beer tent around here?"
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She reached into his bag and pulled out the schedule, mulling over the choices as they meandered slowly toward the beer garden. At the entrance, she held out her ID, and gave the guy a look when he scanned her body as if it were that kind of event.
Once they both had their hands stamped, she found them a tall table to stand at and asked, "Tell me what you're in the mood for and I'll go get it."
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He wasn't sure what was going on, but he could feel the difference. Suddenly, she wasn't so relaxed. There was a hint of tension, but then it faded. His brow furrowed and he looked towards her, but didn't push it.
"They're supposed to have a Belgiun Wheat here that's supposed to be very good. One of the sponsors of the event." He smiled and handed her some money. "Surprise me."
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"The guy checking IDs was staring," she said quietly before taking a drink from her cup. Giving Auggie a look she knew he couldn't see, she shrugged. "I saw your confusion."
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