But would he still keep his eyes on the special prize? Yes.
The event started with a scattering burst of noise -- children's pent-up energy finally being unleashed, along with the varying responses that got from the parents. Instead of running Julian slipped into the periphery, keeping an even pace and an eye out for eggs that hadn't been spotted by anyone else.
Eventually Julian would end up regretting arriving basketless, as Cass had predicted: an impressive little pile began to appear in the crook of his elbow as he moved quietly and patiently through the park. A couple more had to be shoved in his jacket pockets. One of them had popped open and broken apart because he'd stepped on it before he'd seen it. He might have traded one of the tootsie rolls inside for an egg because kids didn't always think through their decisions.
A while later he claimed a park bench his last find was hiding under, figuring his date would either spot him or text him when she was through. In the meanwhile he had more tootsie rolls to eat.
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