The meeting disperses, and my staff go their separate ways. Karl lingers, shuffling his feet in a way that

makes me think he has something on his mind.

“Abby, do you have a moment?”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“If you’re worried about the article, I can help you find a good journalist. Someone who can capture the

essence of the place, the people,” he says.

I’m touched by his offer. “That’s really kind of you, Karl. Thanks.”

He clears his throat. “I could walk you home. We could talk more about it.”

I hesitate for a moment, considering. Then, I nod. “Alright, let’s walk.”

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restaurant, locking up for the night. The street is mostly quiet,

nearby bars. The

know, I’ve been really impressed with how the restaurant is doing,” Karl says,

the surprise

off when you entered that cook-off. Thought you were going

our chances of going to the Alpha party together. But look at you now, making

like that. I should

him, shocked and a bit touched by his candidness. “That’s really sweet of you to say,

corners of his lips. “Just

Really, I am.”

much that means to me,” I

in a way, I’m also sorry—sorry for storming out on you back at

more surprised you let me back,

forgiving me.”

looking him square in the eye. “Let’s get one thing clear: I haven’t entirely forgiven

ever will. But I do understand that your intentions, misguided as

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