Something about linking arms never got old. When holding hands moved to linking arms, he let a smile cross his face. Things had never been this simple with Allie. That, he supposed, was his favorite thing about this thing with Ellie.
"I don't know," David chuckled lightly and shrugged a shoulder. "But if my brother set his mind to something, he'd find a way." Still, it was nice to think about the possibility that it could be real. "He spent the next couple days trying to tell me it wasn't real, and if you hear something so much, you start to believe it."
Back in the days when he and Elliot hadn't gotten along. Those days were far too many, David had decided long ago.
She explained that her father believed in things like David did, and he arched an eyebrow. "Oh?" He smirked. That explained her willingness to believe him, then. "Oh, wow. That's... I'd have liked... like?..." whichever... "to meet him." She'd never said whether her father was still alive or not, but she spoke of him in the past tense.
The title of that book... "Sounds familiar." He thought for a moment, then turned and looked at her. "Tell me more about it?"
In all the time he'd known Eloise, he'd never known her to tell details like this about herself. He listened to each word she said, then smiled when she finished. "Do you remember any of his stories?"