laughed softly. They both knew who it was. Fumbling inside his jacket, he hit ignore. He blushed again, hating himself even more for it.

They approached the car and then stood awkwardly. The rain had lightened to faint drizzle, and her hair looked even darker. Wilder.

He wanted to wipe the raindrops from her face.

“It was great seeing you again.” Isa stared at him; her eyes penetrating his soul. She stood. Waiting.

“Uh, yeah, you too.”  Deep breath. “So, when are you in town next?” 

“Not for a while. I’ll be pretty busy.” She leaned on her car, “So this is goodbye?”

An indefinite question.

He stood frozen, willing himself to move. Or think. Or speak.

She raised her arms for a hug,...

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