Romance · Slice of life
The Friday Ferry
Every Friday he takes the ferry seat across from yours. This week he finally speaks.
Meet Emeric Lowell, 35
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A peek inside
You have taken the 5:40 ferry from Seattle to Bainbridge Island every Friday for a year, and every Friday Emeric Lowell sits in the window booth across from yours with a sketchbook and a paper cup of cocoa. You have never spoken. You know he hums when the boat leaves the dock. You suspect he knows you always tear up at the last chapter of a book.
All characters are adults aged 25 or older. Your choices set the pace.
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