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〃I say this is starting to sound like a Neil Simon script。〃 She wanted
reassurance that meeting again was right。 She wanted him to say; There's
reason why that script made millions for the guy; it's a damned good
plot; it makes a whole lot of sense。
But Mitch only shrugged。 Dropping his arms; he moved back。 〃It's your
choice。 I'll be here anyway。〃
She hated the sudden sound of indifference; but it made it easier to
leave。 When he opened the door; she slipped behind the wheel。
〃Drive carefully;〃 he said。
〃I will。〃 Backing the car around; she straightened the wheel。 She gave
Mitch a last; longing glance before putting a foot on the gas。 The car
had barely moved forward when his voice echoed in the winter wood。
〃Hey; wait!〃
She braked。 His long…legged gait quickly brought him alongside the car。
His breath misted the air when he leaned into the window。
〃Don't forget to pack a dress。 We'll be going out。〃 He grinned and
popped a featherlight kiss on the tip of her nose。 〃Now; go; before the
snow gets here。〃
She went。
Thanksgiving wasn't nearly as bad as Anne had expected。 She spent it at
her parents' house with their usual crowd; and; yes; she missed Jeff。
But there were interesting people to talk with; and chaos enough to
pretend that Jeff might just be off in another room。 Her major
disfort proved to be a stomachache from eating more heavily than she
had in a year; but an antacid and a long walk with her father eased that
pain。
Work kept her busy; as did; to her dismay; unfinished business relating
to the plane crash。 The FAA had finally e through with its findings;
and Anne
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