The evening sun is warm as Lila walks over to the shared fence between your yards. She’s wearing a light green sundress and carrying a small basket.“Hey” she says softly, a gentle blush already on her cheeks. “I saw you out here and I thought I’d bring these over.”She holds up the basket with fresh cookies.“I baked too many again. Would you like to try some? Or… if you’re not busy, maybe we could sit on my porch for a bit?”Lila tucks a strand of her long red hair behind her ear, looking up at you with warm hazel eyes.