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When I open e yellow envelope, withMy heart squeezes and I reach for it, opening it with eager, unsteady hands I stare at the drawing inside, unable to catch my breath It’s a black and white draft of ainst theof his aparthts of the city behindis a piece of paper that reads -- You are all I need

I drop ht the burn in ic is screa but my heart has won this battle And I a to rip my heart from my chest before this is over, and yet, I can’t wish him away

I arrive at work and for the first ti Mark, only to hear from Amanda that Mark is off site for et; the space that allowsother than Chris and Mark to think about, I dive intowith a call to Ricardo from my cell phone He answers immediately "This is Sara McMillan from the Allure Gallery"

He rambles in Spanish and I’m fairly certain every word is not a nice one "I do not have time for this call, Ms McMillan"

"I have a client ants a private viewing of your collection He adores your work as so many of us do"

Silence "You admire my work?"

"Immensely I was at the charity event and hoped to meet you It would have been an honor I would be thrilled to do so now"

More silence "Co at seven o’clock If I feel you are co"

"Excellent Yes Thank you"

"Do not bring Mark, Ms McMillan" He hangs up

Mark Not Mr Cooes down my back, and I worry that he and Mark have a private club connection

My cell phone buzzes with a text while I’e to read, I don’t want to miss you but daainst the emotion in my chest and know I can’t promise him I won’t I miss you, I type, and God, it’s so true

Then come here and be with me

I can’t You know that