Hank and Bev sat in silence for a few minutes, feeling awkward, uncomfortable, or both. Bev eventually broke the silence.
"So, how has your life been since we parted, Hank?"
"You read the papers, don’t you?"
"Yeah, of course I do, but I meant apart from all that boxing drama."
"Lately, I haven’t been having much of a life apart from that."
Bev took a sip of her black coffee, eyes raised to make contact with Hank’s, and a slight smile creasing her face as she finished swallowing the sip.
“That"s odd", she said, because I’ve been hearing that that Lithuanian Jew boxer was in love, again!"
Hank cracked a smile of his own and quipped, "Talking like that, Ms. Ross, it’s a good thing you’re Jewish."
"Well, is it true?" Her eyes were now piercing as she continued her eye contact with her
