"My father worked for NASA."
"Oh, yeah? What did he do?"
"He was an engineer, called himself a launch pad maintenance man. He and my mom live near Daytona. He's retired."
"You don't have a southern accent."
"I grew up in Brunswick, just down the road from Bowdoin. My dad worked on the base for years. He's from upstate New York."
"And your mother?"
"Local gal. She's gotten used to Florida. I don't know if I could. I mean, you can get used to just about anything; but . . ."
"Nice in January," Oliver said. "I know what you mean. I grew up in
Connecticut." A harder shower passed over them.
"I love the rain," Francesca said.
"Me, too." They sat and finished their coffee, watching the rain and absorbing their conversation.