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“Let’s go somewhere to celebrate;” Dan decided。 Vanessa deserved it。

Vanessa smiled giddily。 For a second; she imagined what Hollis would say if he heard about the grant; but then she pushed the thought out of her mind。 She didn’t need him anymore。 “Can we go to that hummus place? I’m starving!”

“Sure。” Dan turned on his heel; heading toward the hole…in…the…wall on the corner that had a different name every month。 He loved that Vanessa considered hummus celebratory。 “I’m hungry too。 They just had those teeny…tiny chicken skewers and pigs in a blanket at the Iowa thing。”

Vanessa wrinkled her nose。 “Besides that; how was it?” She asked as she fell into step with Dan。 She’d forgotten he wouldn’t be in New York next year; either。

“It was amazing;” he told her eagerly。 “A couple of the professors were there; and it’s really intense。 These are all guys who’ve won Pushcarts and been short…listed for the National Book Award。” He shrugged and opened the door。 The restaurant was empty except for one lone employee behind the counter。 “I just can’t wait to really work with them; you know? Just immerse myself in writing;” he said as he sat at one of the rickety tables in the corner。

“I’ll order。 I know what you always get。” Vanessa headed to the counter and returned with a tray laden with pita bread and bowls of hummus; and falafel balls。 Dan took a bite of falafel; then passed the rest to Vanessa。 Vanessa smiled。 They always used to share food。

“Sorry;” Dan pulled his hand back; as if he saw Vanessa’s hesitation as rejection。

“No; I want it;” she said; accepting the half…eaten falafel。

“So; are you really ready to leave New York?” Dan asked。 It was weird to think about Vanessa leaving。 Even though he hadn’t really spent any time with her in the past year; it had been forting to see her camera on the counter; her army green messenger bag by the door; her boxes of Sleepytime tea in the cabinets。

“I won’t know until I’m gone;” Vanessa replied。 “How ’bout you?”

Dan shrugged his reply。 A fortable silence fell between them as they ate。 They were always able to talk; or not talk。 Sometimes Serena would assume that he was angry if he didn’t say something all the time。

It was nice; just sitting at a hole…in…the…wall restaurant on Broadway; splitting a late…night snack。 It reminded him of a time when everything was easy and safe。 He randomly thought of a Proust quote he’d read in one of his lit classes: The true paradises are ones we have lost。

Does that mean there’s trouble in his current paradise?

time to party…

From: Tyler@DJTyRo。

To: jenniferthumphrey@risd。edu

Subject: party

Hey Jenny;

It was cool to meet you at my mom’s place last night。 Wanted to let you know that I’m spinning at the Plastic Party People Party on Saturday。 It’s at Filter; on Fourteenth and Tenth; starting at midnight。 Bring friends; you’re on the list。

—Ty

From: jenniferthumphrey@risd。edu

To: Tyler@DJTyRo。

Subject: Re: party

Dear Tyler;

It was great meeting you too! Your party sounds like a ton of fun; but my boyfriend already got us tickets to see The Nutcracker that night。 Break a leg or a disc or whatever the DJ term for good luck is!

—Jenny

the best presents are surprises

“Thanks; Mom;” Serena said as she pulled a pair of strappy silver and blue Jimmy Choos from out of a brightly wrapped box。 It was ten o’clock on Christmas morning; and the family had already had a formal Christmas breakfast in the dining room。 She tried to conceal a yawn。 She hadn’t slept at all last night。

“I thought that color would look great with your eyes。 And I’m sure you’ll have so many events to go to next year。” Lily van der Woodsen looked fondly at her daughter from a club chair in the corner of the living room。 Now that Serena and Erik were grown up; they no longer opened presents at dawn beside the towering tree in the living room。 Instead; they opened a few small expensive trinkets; after breakfast。

Serena took a swig of coffee。 In truth; she probably wouldn’t have any events to go to next year in Iowa。 Except maybe poetry readings。

Last night; after her parents had gone to bed; she; Erik; and his fiancée; Fiona; had had a long conversation about long…distance love while drinking homemade cocktails from her parents’ extensive liquor cabinet。 Fiona was a six…foot…tall blond Australian surfer whom Erik met on a beach in Melbourne during his junior year abroad。 She was clearly head over heels for Erik; she was funny as hell; and Serena was glad they were going to be sisters so soon。 After a few drinks; Serena had worked up the courage to ask them if they thought long…distance could ever really work。 Ever since Dan had found out he was going to Iowa; she’d been nervous about how they’d deal with the separation。 Of course; that was when she still thought she had a few years of college left。 But now that she was graduating; she could do anything she wanted。 And all she could think to do was follow Dan; even though they’d never officially talked about it。

What Fiona had said when it came to her and Erik’s relationship sealed the decision for Serena。 “I told him I’d follow him wherever he went;” Fiona had said proudly; without apology。 “And if he was with another girl when he got there; I’d cut his balls off。”

“Who could say no to that?” Erik had teased; kissing her。

That was all the reassurance Serena needed。 If Dan was going to Iowa; then so would she。 She’d even found a place for them。 The house was a fantastic two…bedroom bungalow designed by Frank Lloyd Wright; next to a river and surrounded by trees。 The grainy picture on the website made it almost look like a sailboat with all these wonderful built…in cabinets and furniture。 It was forty…five minutes away from Iowa City; but that wasn’t too bad。 Besides; they’d both have cars; and after living in the middle of the biggest city in the world for their whole lives; Serena couldn’t think of anything more romantic than settling down with her boyfriend so far away from the rest of humanity。 After all; all they needed was each other。

No Barneys; no Elizabeth Arden; no City Bakery cookies… Is she crazy?

According to the Web site; the house was available for rent; but Serena wanted to work out all the details before she told Dan。 She was fine waiting a day to tell him in person; even if it did feel like torture right now。

“This is from me;” Fiona said; smiling as she held a thin; silver…wrapped present toward Serena。 Serena slid her finger under the tape and eagerly ripped off the wrapping paper。 Inside was a photo album。 On the inside cover was inscribed:

To Serena—

“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page。”—St。 Augustine。

Enjoy!

Love; Fiona

“Oh my God; so cool!” Serena grinned as she flipped through the pages。 Fiona had traveled the world for two years before she started college; a fact that always made Serena envious。 Serena had always wanted to do that; but the closest she’d e was a few weeks in the south of France when she was a senior in high school。 Inside were pages of photographs; hand…drawn maps; contact lists; and need…to…know information about different countries and cities around the world。 “Did you really make this?” Serena asked。

“I know you like adventure; but you’d be well off to avoid making my travel mistakes。” Fiona winked。

“Not like you’ll have too much time to travel。 Once you find a job; you’ll really need to buckle down for those first few years;” Mr。 van der Woodsen remarked as he peered over Serena’s shoulder。

Serena smiled tightly。 She’d tell her parents about the Iowa plan after she told Dan。

“This is great; Fiona;” she said; continuing to flip through the pages。 As she came across a photo of Carnivale in Spain; it dawned on her that a life spent with Dan in Iowa wouldn’t leave her much opportunity to travel。 They wouldn’t have any money; and he’d be too busy writing all the time。 Serena felt unexpected tears spring to her eyes。

She rubbed her eye with her index finger; as if she were just readjusting a contact lens。

Fiona winked at her。 “Now what do you say w

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