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The whiskey in my hand was cold, but it went doar to have a good ti miserably

Jude had the idea to throw a party to celebrate our drea true, and maybe if I’d lived in New York fora better time Maybe if I knew anyone in New York besides Jude, Phil, and Penny, I’d have so the crowd, Phil was busy with Angie, and Penny was, of course, not there

I paced through the people scattered all over the roof of our building, a cohts and dotted with islands of chairs Everyone see for a DJ who spun actual records and a bartender e’d tipped extra to get everybody tanked

I walked to the edge of the patio, looking toward Central Park, the strip of darkness cradled in the light of the city with Penny on my mind, as she alas

Jude and I had come home from Rockaway the day before with almost complete silence between us Well, Jude had talked a lot, and I’d listened and responded when I was supposed to But the whole way, I had thought about what he’d said, and when I had been alone inti her

Because he was right; she deserved the chance to tell me what she wanted, and I needed to know I just didn’t know if I was really ready to hear it if it wasn’t what I wanted to hear

And that was the real truth of it It was easier to leave that door open and wonder than to hear that she didn’t want me like I wanted her

But Penny had bolted after all, and I couldn’t make her stay In the end, she’d bucked me off and left me stranded

She ild, and I should have known better than to try to hold on to her

Of course, the other thing about loving soed you And I’d foundheld her for a rip on her still fresh and tender

A deep sigh did little to vent the pressure in my chest, and I turned to head inside, exhausted beyond measure

Jude was striding towardsuspiciously subversive, anddownstairs all night