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They’d decided to go for an evening drive, the lingering miasma at home stifling them. They needed to breathe. Following familiar routes through older neighborhoods, they ended up on the narrow track above Memory Grove.
Harry turned toward Louis to see if he recalled it, too, one of their first dates. They’d been spontaneous when younger, always up for a laugh, checking out Gravity Hill to see the illusion for themselves - putting the car in neutral, rolling backwards while feeling like they should be moving forward.
Louis was already looking at Harry, but there wasn’t a glimmer in his eyes.