When we had mingled long enough and had each consumed half of a warm
soggy sandwich, we left. Bidding adieu all the way to my car I felt
like I was leaving a group of friends rather than the group of
strangers that had been looming when I arrived.
Christian hadn’t left the parking lot when he asked if I was
hungry. I nodded.
“Let’s grab a bite. I know a great little place nearby.”
“Sounds good.”
“Would it still sound good if I told you it wasn’t nearby?”
I laughed as he drove to the beach.
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