273: Mystical Marvels

Camilla The young man nodded vigorously. “Of course, I’ll listen. Just tell me what you want.” Drake chuckled under his breath. “This is turning into a family therapy session.” I smiled, shrugging. “Sometimes you just have to roll with the punches.” We proceeded to take a few photos in various spots around the fountain. The siblings began to find some common ground, and by the end, they were both smiling, even if it was with a hint of reluctant agreement. “There we go,” I said, handing the young man his phone. “You should have a great selection to choose from now.” The sister managed a genuine smile. “Thanks for your patience. I guess I overreacted a bit.” The young man grinned. “Yeah, and thanks for helping us out. I really appreciate it.” Drake and I waved goodbye, watching as the siblings walked away, chatting and laughing. “Well, that was a new one,” Drake said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Who knew our coffee run would turn into a photo-op mediation session?” I lau