Ellen had reached the point where she didn’t care how desperate she sounded. “Well, when do you think…”
Bobby cut her off. “I don’t know, but I just know that it’s not right for me now.” Bobby looked at her tear-swelled eyes and smiled. “Cheer up. One day I’ll probably be begging you to come upstairs with me, but by that time you will already have found your Mr. Right.”
Bobby chuckled, and Ellen disingenuously followed him with a laugh. As far as she was concerned, the search was over. She had already found her Mr. Right.
For the fourth and final time of the evening, Bobby said his line. “See you tomorrow, partner.”
During the drive to Massapequa, Ellen dissected and analyzed every second of the ten minutes they were parked at the curb on Havemeyer Street. She concluded that she had hu
