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"Yeah Hop a plane to where, sweetheart? The middle of Hickville?"

"It's not like that at all” Serena couldn't begrudge the connotation—she'd had sihts until she'd seen the beautiful flowers sprouting up along low-rising, rolling hills And once she'd met the people in Silverwell, she'd liked it even more And now that she'd met Garrett

The smile on her face widened “You'd be surprised what kind of people you can meet in rural America"

"Okay, the whole ‘Men in Trees' thing is bullshit, Serena, and we both know it"

"I beg to differ But convincing you will be next to impossible, unless you come here to see me"

"Yeah, sweetie, I'd love to But, who the hell has time?"

Serena remembered how busy she'd been when she'd lived in New York It seele minute was booked, from the tiht every single night Manhattan had been exhilarating, but keeping up that pace for five years, since she'd graduated NYU with honors and landed a fabulous job at a Fortune 50 co

"You work too much,” Serena suddenly said

"About ninety hours a week But who's counting?"

"You are And you've been at it for like, what, ten years now? When's the last time you took a vacation?"

"Spring Break h school senior year, by the way You don't becoe of thirty if you don't devote your entire existence to your work"

"Yeah, well, I'm worried about your entire existence"

"I didn't call to talk about me I called to talk about you” Her thick New York accentto fade

"Okay What's up?"

Shay, in her usual fashion, cut right to the chase “I have a solution to your problem"