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“I’ social”

“We’ll eat at et out of here for awhile Shake it off, get some fuel in your belly, and come back fresh”

“Maybe you’re right”

“I arabbed it, and a shock of awareness ran through hiraceful hand fit his like a glove The realization stunned

He scanned the area Was Clark nearby? The ruhts, and emotions was true Even after Clark passed, he could sense hiht he’d been headed for the psych ward Then he’d done some research and found it wasn’t uncommon

She dropped his hand and they walked through the door Maybe lunch at my place wasn’t the best idea The mood was subdued and they didn’t say much as they left the station

“I’ll drive,” he offered

“Okay”

Her lackluster responseall we can, Vannah” He unlocked the car with his key fob

“I know, but it doesn’t seeh” She opened the door and entered the car, shutting the door before he could respond I can take a hint, no conversation He got into the driver’s seat, turned on the radio After starting the engine, he pulled out of the parking lot

Ten minutes later they were inside his kitchen She sat at the four–person, square oak table He stood in front of the fridge

“What are you in the mood for? I have cold cuts, steak, pasta?” He turned to look over his shoulder

“Whatever you’re in the mood for”

Get her s “Okay, banana pancakes it is”

“What?” she chuckled half-heartedly