I walk home, the interaction earlier playing over in my head again. I try to force it down as I walk in the living room and close the door behind me. I try to keep my voice steady as I see you. Hey... Try as I might, I can't hide my shaking hands. I silently curse my weakness. Sorry I'm so late getting back. I, um, had something come up... I try to smile. I'm home now, though.
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