"They're really good, and with us being short a player...I don't know," Izzy sighed. "I hate to forfeit."

"Sounds good," Felix answered mechanically, earning himself a cuff on the shoulder.

"Felix King, I don't think you've heard a word I've said this whole afternoon."

He shook himself as if to clear his head. "I'm sorry, Iz. Guess I have a lot on my mind."

"Guess you do. How about sharing some of it?" She sat down on a convenient fallen tree and waited.

Felix paced in front of her, rubbing a hand through his hair distractedly. Finally, he spoke. "You know how I've always loved the hotel?" She nodded. "Well, it's just...I'm beginning to wonder if it's really for me. If I've done enough, seen enough, that I want to be tied down to Avonlea for the rest of my life."

"Oh," Izzy said.

He was sitting beside her in a second. "I don't mean...there's a lot for me here. My family. My friends." He nudged her elbow. "My best friend. But with Gus coming back.... I've been thinking about all the stories he has to tell. All the places he's been."

"You want an adventure."

"Yeah." His eyes were glowing with excitement. Izzy had seen the look dozens of times and knew the intensity of the feeling behind it couldn't be squelched.

"What are you going to do?"

"I was thinking the Navy. What do you think?"

"What does it matter what I think?"


Old dreams stirred in Izzy's heart as she remembered wanting to be the first ever woman general in the Canadian Army. "I only wish I could go with you."

He grinned and took her hand. "So do I. I can't think of anybody I'd rather have next to me in a tough spot."

"Have you told your parents yet?"

"I'm not sure I'm going to. My mother's going to hate it."

"She's going to find out eventually. When do you intend it to be, the first time you put on the uniform?"

He shrugged, and she shook her head in exasperation.

"Felix King, I like you very much, but sometimes you're an idiot."