There’s a new fitness studio called Snake Yoga. Participants watch the python and must replicate its every move.

You don’t think it will take off but then again in this town you’ve learned never to say never.

When you moved to Milton six years ago everyone said you’d never last. But it’s going well. You’re almost a local, and people genuinely enjoy your coffee and pastries, in the quiet comfy decor that practically demands the sharing of confidences and gossip.

That’s how you heard about exactly what Dave and Trevor are up to (Trevor’s the python apparently). Being right next door means you get the post-yoga crowd for chai-and-juice-fueled debriefs.

They certainly do seem to be moving with sinuous grace. Maybe just maybe you’ll head over to introduce yourself to the delectable Dave.

Grabbing a warm cinnamon scroll just out of the oven, and a mouse from behind the dishwasher, you head on over to give a right proper Milton welcome to the newcomers.