“What do you think it is?” he asked her.
“I think the title is self-evident,” Claire said, finally tearing her gaze away.
“It doesn’t make sense. It’s a really shitty bucket list. Go to the bank? What’s fun about that?” I asked, laughing slightly, keeping my tone light, and wondering if they found it just as charming as I did. They couldn’t know the gravity of this list.
Claire shook her head. “I don’t think it’s quite that.”
“Part of it reads like a list of errands,” Levi said.
“But then others are more fun,” she finished. “It is confusing.”
“I mean, they crossed out the one that looks the most fun,” I said. “Who doesn’t want some toe-curling orgasms?”
“Maybe it’s not that they don’t want them, more that they don’t think it’s possible. Like they keep lowering the bar.” Claire chewed her bottom lip in thought. A moment later, she pushed the list back toward me. “Actually, I’m with Levi. I feel weird or something reading this. Like it’s a journal entry.”
I didn’t feel weird. I wanted to know more. I wanted to know everything about this person. I was greedy for information about them.
“I am determined to find who this belongs to.” I folded the note, slipped it into the pocket of my pants, and patted it to make sure it was secure.
“Really?” Levi was giving me one of those intense looks again. “This is the most excited I’ve seen you in a while.”
“I feel excited.” I shrugged.
“What are you hoping to get out of this?” he asked.
“Can’t a guy just want to help someone? What if they are old and looking for some final adventures?” I asked.
“You’re gonna help them complete all the tasks?” Claire said.
“Okay, well, maybe not all of them. I have no idea how to put a bra backon,let alone size someone,” I joked.
Claire rolled her eyes. “But the red lipstick?”
“I’m a pro. What do you think we do at the firehouse between calls?”
She laughed. “I assumed you watched chick flicks and talked about your feelings.”
I nodded, wide-eyed. “Yes. Exactly, in between practicing our makeup skills.”
“Obviously, I’m kidding. I couldn’t help them with all their items, but I know a lot of people. I could point them in the right direction.”
“You do have a lot of connections,” Levi said.
“You’re a firefighter, it’s in your nature to help.” Claire smiled at me. “How are you going to track them down?” Claire asked, and we started walking again.
“Can’t be too hard, right?” I said.
“I’m not sure, but it sounds like it must be a local,” she said.
“What makes you think that?”
“This line about tourists. I don’t think a tourist would say that,” she said, her reporter’s sense turning on.
“True.”
“I’m getting the image of a youngish person, a local, a woman,” she said.
“Except for maybe the fact that it was written out on paper and not just as a note in their phone,” Levi said. “Let me see it again. I’m going to see if anything else stands out.”
