My phone buzzed the next morning. I was alone in the office. Rachel was still in the shower.
“Hey, Tom.” Sia’s voice was a sexy whisper. “You doing okay?”
“Y-yeah.” I gulped some coffee. “You? Anything from Minas?”
“Not yet. Like I said, we’re going to start taking care of ourselves up here. Did you—do it?”
The goblet. “Yeah. I sent it back. Sorry.”
She sighed. “You were probably right. Hardly anyone left after I . . . told them.” She sighed again. “We just had dinner last night, and sang, and went to bed.” She giggled. “Scar says hi.”
Yeah. “Just hope you’re doing okay.”
“It was good seeing you, Tom.” She took a deep breath. “Come up any time. Bring your girlfriend if you want.”
“Maybe.” Memories flooded my mind. I tried to push them back. “Take care.”
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