Timmy chuckled, the sound breaking the silence of the night. "If you're guessing, you're scarily accurate."
Her smile widened. "Let's just say I've learned to read people. Comes with the territory of my work."
Timmy looked at her, intrigued. "What kind of work do you do?"
She hesitated for a moment, seemingly weighing her response. "Let's just say it's a mix of management, problem-solving, and making sure everything runs smoothly behind the scenes."
"Sounds intense," Timmy said, nodding slowly. "A lot of responsibility."
"It is," she agreed, leaning back on the bench. "But I like it. Every day is different, and I get to meet all kinds of people."
"People like me?" Timmy asked, half-joking.
Ms. Aquila glanced at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Exactly like you," she teased, her voice light. "Though I don't often end up sitting on benches with them late at night."
If Lily knew he was talking about Samuel and Zinnia, what do you think her reaction would be?