Christine wasn't one to beat around the bush. She believed in being forthright.

"If you can't handle the game, best not play," she thought, not wanting any future misunderstandings.

Yet she didn't speak her mind. Instead, she suggested, "There's this indie cinema nearby. Let's check it out."

Merritt trailed behind Christine as they crossed the street, his eyes downturned, "Sorry, Chris. I just wanted to bring you some snacks, didn't mean to intrude."

"If I've taken up your time, I'll make it up to you," he offered.

Christine laughed, feeling the evening's chill. She had thrown on a casual jacket and pulled it closer, asking, "And how would you do that?"

"..."

Merritt moved closer, "Whatever you want, I'm here for it."

Christine looped her arm through his, "Next time, just call before doing these surprise visits."

Merritt suppressed his joy, looking a bit hurt, "I thought you'd find it bothersome, that's why I didn't call. If you don't like it, I won't do it again. Just don't hate me, please." Christine knew his words were more about tactics than feelings.

But she loved hearing them all the same.

nothings were intoxicating,

harsh words of some jerk that made

he was genuine or not didn't matter. She had no interest in cold, hard

worry, just give me a call next time. I won't say

smiled, "Your

that's all

anything to keep you smiling, to ensure you never

...

Dailey detested hospital stays.

going home. Clarence couldn't stop him, so he called Nelly for

tears welling up but not falling, "It's my fault. should've seen something was

at a tear that threatened to fall, gently blowing on the cotton

get a nurse to look at

voice soft and slightly hoarse

turned to Clarence, "Make sure she gets home

can't leave the hospital yet. You still have a fever. If you insist on leaving then I have

able to sleep otherwise, worrying about

swney

be fine. I have medication at

night. It's

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