“Why are you here, Garrett?” I ask tiredly.

Glaring at him across the table, I say, “I’m sorry to be ruining your mood. “That ‘someone kicked my puppy’ look both you and Alex seem to be wearing these days. He suggested we get a bite to eat, so we came to this local pizza joint just a few blocks from my office. “What’s that?” I say, fiddling with my crust but making no effort to take a bite. “It’s uncanny, really,” Garrett says as he takes a huge bite of pizza and gazes at me across the table. Letting out a pent-up breath of disappointment, I say dejectedly, “Sure. Wants to know if you got some time for him. My pulse flutters wildly at the prospect that Alex has come to see me, but then Minnie brings me crashing down when she says, “A Mr. “You have a hockey god out here to see you. So, I make my voice just a bit more cheerful. Yeah, Minnie has had enough of my moping around, I can tell. “Of course it’s Sutton,” Minnie says with exasperation. I’m at a complete loss for something cool to say as usual, so I just answer, “This is Sutton. The phone on my desk rings and I pick it up. I’d rather gorge on and choke down my own pity party, which has kept me surprisingly full the last few weeks. The only problem is, I’m not very hungry. It’s almost time for lunch and I didn’t bring anything to eat, so I need to run out. He never looked back before walking out of my house and out of my life.īlinking hard, I try to dispel the sad memories as I stare at my computer screen. When he opened the door, he hesitated for just a moment, then said quietly, “I’m sorry. I had to restrain myself from calling out to him. Instead, he turned his back on me and walked to the door.

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