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I’ but a half-finished house to my name

“Why did she have to come the day I have spit-up on ly at the mark on her shoulder, which she’d dabbed with Seth’s Tide pen when she’d arrived

There was no denying the green blouse was stained, but Seth said, “It’s not noticeable at all Can barely see it now”

“You’re a liar, but a sweet one” Jenna opened her top drawer and pulled out a coed her blond curls loose from her customary ponytail and squinted at her reflection in the little ain “Frizz city”

“It’s fine,” Seth said “You look great” He glanced down at hiray slacks, button-down shirt in blue, and a navy tie His black Oxfords were polished He ran a hand over his short, thick, brown hair, which he kept neatly combed back “Do I look okay?”

Jenna didn’t even glance up as she examined the stain on her blouse with her compact mirror “Of course You look perfect as always I should have doneso fussy, and Ian refused to wear long sleeves even though it’s supposed to snow today”

As she grumbled about what a pain in the butt five-year-olds were, Seth adjusted the knot on his tie half an inch higher before s a palm down the subtly patterned silk He snorted mentally Perfect Jenna always insisted he was classically handsome (”like Jimmy Stewart!”), but if he was so perfect, why had Brandon left him?

Nope Abort Focus on the current crisis

He stopped hi down the rabbit hole of why, a question he knew he’d never really answer Brandon was gone The end It had been more than a year for Pete’s sake

Because I wasn’t enough That’s why

“Focus,” Seth muttered to himself as Matt’s head appeared over the partition that separated Seth and Jenna’s desks from the next pod

Matt’s ruddy face was flushed even ot the scoop” Jenna wheeled her chair over to Seth’s with one push, bu into him The other two desks behind them in their pod were empty since the interns had finished for the semester