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I hold back a grin She’s so easy to get riled up I kill the car and hop out, going around to help with her door She stands in front of uy named Jerry”

“It was a mistake”

We walk slowly toward the food truck At this tiht on a weekday, it’s pretty slow We wait behind one person before placing our orders, then step to the side under a young tree with a black grate around the roots

My hand’s inour food Raquel puts her hand on the srate

“Do you know any of the people here?” She tilts her head and looks up at me

“No”

“I just thought since you were such good friends with the fa, but my frown is firmly in place

“That was a long tio”

“You could’ve brought me some of your chicken”

“I gave it to Marley”

“Oh” She lifts her chin and looks away, toward the bridge “He’s really good when it co After that… incident, I didn’t knohat to think of him”

“He does a good job” When he’s sober I don’t want to think about that right now

The wo our bags and leading Raquel to a nearby picnic table under a lamp I open them and hand over her chicken breast sandith fries and the same for me

Both pieces are red fro in pretty quickly It’s a quarter to ten, and I haven’t eaten since lunch I’rier than I realized I’ve taken three bites and my lips are on fire Across the table, Raquel has torn a few strips fro theers

I stop and sit back, watching her