The routine was always the same; cabernet, very rare steak, baked potato, and my favorite Caesar salad. I never had to order. I just had to show up an... control the pace of the meal. I was a woman of routine. The eyes that were locked on to mine were not part of the routine. There was a very good chance that a new pace was taking shape and I was going to have very little to do with how fast things would progress.A hint of a smile joined her captivating gaze. I half motioned to her, offering a. After thirty months these details seemed far away, the past. We spoke for another ten minutes about her recent job and home changes.Then she said, ‘Lenia I’ve realized that I was wrong to force you out of my life. I’ve never stopped loving my Hus, I mean I’m still in love with you.’ Then she paused and I could hear the soft sound of her crying.I wasn’t upset but asked, ‘What happen to that woman you were seeing, I mean living with, Denise was it? She. More

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