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.”

Enter title…

leave the restaurant, locking up for the night. The street

bars. The air is cool, a bit crisp, but

really impressed with how the restaurant is

I can’t keep the

so pissed off when you

together. But look at you now, making headlines.

like that. I

and a bit touched by his candidness. “That’s really sweet

corners of his lips. “Just stating facts. I’m proud

Really, I am.”

to me,” I reply. “And I’m

I’m also sorry—sorry for storming out on you back

“I’m more surprised you let me back,

forgiving me.”

“Let’s

I do understand that

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