Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Corley didn't pry further, his lips curling into a grin. "A glass of freshly opened Burgundy?"

He poured half a glass and passed it over.

Murray took it, sipping lightly. "Not bad."

After a pause, he asked casually, "Didn't you say Roseanne was here, too? I haven't seen her around."

"You didn't come here just to see her, did you?" Corley swirled his wine glass, a teasing smile on his face.

"Huh," Murray's expression softened, "Just thought I'd stop by for a drink, and since I heard she was here, figured I'd ask. Is that a crime?"

Corley shrugged. "I ran into her in the hallway. She was here for a drink and probably went back home already."

Murray didn't reply, but his demeanor visibly relaxed. That was typical Roseanne, not one for these scenes. He set down his glass and stood up. "Got work tomorrow. I'd better head out. Put this one on my tab." As he left, Corley's gaze deepened slightly. After a moment, he sighed softly, "Sorry, buddy."

Less than an hour in the private room, Leda was out like a light, having downed half a bottle of wine.

A bit drunk, Roseanne couldn't drive and called a ride service to return to her apartment. Then, she took a cab from the building's entrance back to her rental. It started pouring halfway. It was late, and the cab driver only agreed to drop her at the end of the lane.

braced herself to

turning, she saw Owen approaching through the misty rain, umbrella in hand. "Were you

casually, lacking his usual formality, which made him

nodded. That was indeed her

he insisted, thrusting the umbrella into her

frowned, asking,

she meant was they could

borrow one from the store," he said before dashing to the diner across the street to borrow

The diner's owner was notoriously grumpy, rarely giving customers

As the rain slightly eased, he opened the umbrella

neighborhood was dimly lit, and

Suddenly, lightning flashed across

and

shaking the trees violently.

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grip on the umbrella handle,