Rupert came out onto the balcony.
“Give me back my daughter!” the voice came from the house across the street.
“Sir, please just accept me!”
As soon as Hank entered the room, Gretchen smiled.
“You are back,” she said. “How was work?”
“Hectic,” Hank replied. “Dinner?”
“I wish I could ask…
>How are you?
>I hope you are okay
>God, it's been so long
>I don't even know if you open this
>I miss you, you know
>It’s been fiv…
“Stevie, you leaving?”
“Stay, hotshot. Drink with us.”
Steve smiled apologetically and disappeared. A little later, he sat at an old diner.
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