wrong?” His lips twitched into a small “What’s smile. thought about calling “I look terrible. All this time, “I you. One of these days.” After a and now all I have on is this old pause, he added, been busy “I’ve top and these ratty cutoffs.” looking for a job.” He smiled at her, see.” “I perspiration already wetting his brow. look great, Jess.” His smile twisted. thought “You “I being in the Air Force was She bit her lip and lowered supposed to open all these doors. her head. That’s what they tell you when going to think you go in.” “Nobody’s you’re a boy anymore. Remember About not writing “I’m how I used to tease you about anymore.” Then she looked that?” straight into his green eyes. She She looked up and her hesitated, then the words rushed trembled. sorry, Steve. You out like air from a balloon. “I’m “I’m know, about . . . everything.” getting married, Steve. In five weeks. August 16th.” missed your E-mails. You “I know, after they stopped. It got His eyes stayed locked with lonely over there.” hers. He seemed to be holding his breath. At last, he said, “I sorry.” She edged over “I’m four years is a long time.” as a SUV crept down the row, its windows up, the air conditioning Jessica was wet with fan under the hood whirring. perspiration. She forced a smile. long have you been back?” you going to congratulate “How “Aren’t she asked weakly. me?” got out a month ago.” His sports “I “Congratulations.” shirt was damp, his posture not she said softly. “Oh,” quite as erect as before. it “Is anybody I know?”
“What’s wrong?” “I look terrible. All this time, and now all I have on is this old top and these ratty cutoffs.” He smiled at her, perspiration already wetting his brow. “You look great, Jess.” She bit her lip and lowered her head. “Nobody’s going to think you’re a boy anymore. Remember how I used to tease you about that?” She looked up and her trembled. “I’m sorry, Steve. You know, about . . . everything.” “I missed your E-mails. You know, after they stopped. It got lonely over there.” “I’m sorry.” She edged over as a SUV crept down the row, its windows up, the air conditioning fan under the hood whirring. “How long have you been back?” she asked weakly. “I got out a month ago.” “Oh,” she said softly. His lips twitched into a small smile. “I thought about calling you. One of these days.” After a pause, he added, “I’ve been busy looking for a job.” “I see.” His smile twisted. “I thought being in the Air Force was supposed to open all these doors. That’s what they tell you when you go in.” “I’m About not writing anymore.” Then she looked straight into his green eyes. She hesitated, then the words rushed out like air from a balloon. “I’m getting married, Steve. In five weeks. August 16th.” His eyes stayed locked with hers. He seemed to be holding his breath. At last, he said, “I four years is a long time.” Jessica was wet with perspiration. She forced a smile. “Aren’t you going to congratulate me?” “Congratulations.” His sports shirt was damp, his posture not quite as erect as before. “Is it anybody I know?”
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