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“My job, for starters” He finishes his sandwich and washes it doith more coffee “I sort of up and quit without notice”

“Do you wish you hadn’t?”

“No I was losing o”

“Changed from what?”

“Real estate,” he says with a grimace

“You uiding a stuffy alow as they ooh and ahh over crown

“Coathers our dirty breakfast plates and sets them in the sink “As for where I’m headed, who the hell knows What about you?”

I close one eye and pretend to study hi lumberjack”

“Maybe in a feeeks” He palms his stubble “But I meant, where are you headed?”

I shrug “Don’t know Someplace far from home”

“Where’s home?”

“Maryland We ot a job at the hospital in DC”

I note his look of disbelief “Was your dad a doctor?”

“Hospital administrator”

“That’s al on a suit every day”