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When we got to reinstalling the wrought iron railing, Ally asked me what made me hold on to it That’s when I finally explained to her what my business was, she blushed She’d expected I was a heartless developer when in fact,

Ally still isn’t over the e her pictures splashed across the internet, so she’s only gone into her office a couple of ti to do o to the office, the house felt too quiet and empty I missed her More than I care to admit When Ally told me what she does for work, I was surprised I honestly would never have guessed that a woman like her, a woman with so much passion, would be an accountant She’s so vibrant, it doesn’t ht I asked her

“Why accounting?”

“It’s a good job”

I smiled “Of course it is, but you just don’t strike me as someone who’d want to be an accountant”

“Oh really?” she says, curling up in her chair “What do I seem like?”

“Like sorapher or artist ants to travel the world and let the wind take them where it will”

She smiles “Well that’s nice of you But for the record, there are a lot of brilliant, passionate people who also happen to be accountants”

“I’m sure that there are, but that doesn’t answer the question of why you are one”

Her face grows serious “It … was for ave up everything to take care of me after —even if it was necessary—I felt guilty Like a burden But getting this house back, both forhim back for all those years of support And love”

“I want to meet him,” I say suddenly, and Ally’s eyebrows rise into her hairline “He sounds like an a man”

“I’ll … I’ll think about it,” she say