Shedd Aquarium, Lake Michigan

On a Tuesday in July we went to the aquarium. It was my nineteenth time--I always kept track--and your first. It was my treat (for once) and we even ate in the café (it was my first time in the café).

You loved the dolphins. You know, made that same face you make around puppies. The same face my little sister makes around puppies. Anyway, I couldn't get you away from the dolphins.

I had chicken tarragon at the café. I felt so guilty for not liking it so I kept eating the bread. But you still noticed, and you asked if I wanted some of your clam chowder. No, thank you, I said politely and you grinned and passed the butter.

Before the marine show started in the afternoon, we cast our dreams across the Lake. You said it was just like throwing change into a fountain, just make sure not to hit the whales. You made me promise I wouldn't tell my wish because then it wouldn't come true, and well, that might contradict yours.