NOLAN
My phone beeped and my attention departed from the book. Oh, I had just gotten a text from Emily. It said: “The sky is beautiful everywhere. You should know better.“
We began to chat and chat. Judging from how long and many the texts were, it was apparent that we had a lot to say to each other. And from my end at least, I had so dearly missed her.
“I know that look,” Mrs. Augustine stated as soon as she walked back into the room. “My husband died thirteen years ago, and that's how I know that a man only has such a look when he's thinking about the love of his life.”
“Uh, I wasn't actually….”.
Interrupting me, she added, “Whoever she is, she's lucky to have you.”
We continued talking business and in about twenty minutes, we were done.
As I drove back home, I reread all the mes
