Chapter 32 - Jane
Michael takes me to a quiet little pub where we can grab some food and enjoy a few drinks. We almost have the place to ourselves. “I’m stuffed.” Michael says as he leans back and stretches. “As I was saying, Marge dropped a whole stack of old book cards and we spent the last few days sorting them out. The library committee wants everything put in digitally by the end of the month. Poor Marge nearly had a heart attack. But enough about what I’ve been doing, what has been going on in your life? Kadis mentioned that you just got the keys to Beatrice’s place.” He reaches across the table to pat my hand. He’s been a real gentleman about stuff like that. It feels like he is okay with being only friends. “Are you okay? Do you need help with her apartment?” The question brings up the memory of
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