He ended his snicker with a piercing look her way. "How can something be over, Ellie, when it never really started?"
Another ocular confrontation took place, though much more hostile this time around. It ended when Ellie's computer beeped and forced Oliver to gaze down at the screen.
"If there's a problem here, then it's beyond me. Maybe it's a faulty motherboard or ram; I can't tell. You should take it to a lab." He got up. "Good night."
There was a sense of finality in the way their conversation ended. Oliver could feel it, and so could Ellie. They'd been going back and forth long enough, yet there was a strong feeling in the air that there would be no more of that. This was the end.
While Oliver had been forced to work himself into acceptance for over a month now, Ellie hadn't truly
