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“I thought all the career girls wanted to be Carrie Bradshaw”

She rips off another strip of chicken and shakes her head “I don’t want to cut et it in my apartment”

“Is it a nice couch?”

“Not particularly But it’s mine”

“Fair enough”

She wipes her fingers and seems to be done “After h to drive to Savannah”

“You could’ve gone to Atlanta”

Her nose wrinkles “Have you been to Atlanta lately? It’s a htmare, the people are rude…”

The food truck closes its ith a loud,us both to turn and look I check my watch “It’s ten”

“Oh” Her hand is on her chest “I guess it’s time to head back My car’s still at the office”

She could come back to my place…

We stand and toss our trash before walking to the curb In the car, she’s quiet again The stereo systelide in white stripes across her legs and hands I want to reach over and touch her, but I don’t

My jaw tightens, and I’ot so close to her I’m frustrated she pulled away I should have been the one to see it was a , how I shouldn’t be alone I need to keep s, especially in view of the past

“Didn’t Taron leave?” Her voice pulls ray Tahoe

“Yes” I parallel park behind it in front of our building then get out and walk around, helping her out and walking with her into the lobby