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By Mary Beth Hennessy Submitted by Jon Date: 2002 Sep 24 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.24.22.17.21867]] |
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"It's over Angela. Done." "But I need you!" "Needed me." George corrected. "I'll die without you!" George patted her hand. "You'll live, dear girl. Rather, knowing you, I'd say...thrive." He stood, kissed her, was gone. Sniffling, Angela watched him pass their waiter. So handsome! She hadn't noticed. "Excuse...me?" she called shyly. |