[Saturday night]
It knocked on the door and I knew exactly who it was, so I hurried to the door.
“I’m leaving now!” I called out, as I opened the door and greeted Tommy.
“Wait! Why don’t you let him come in for some time, before you go?” My uncle stated. I made a little sigh, as I opened the door for Tommy, who stepped through the door, and waved his hand.
“Hello, Mr. Claire!” Tommy greeted him, as my uncle stepped over and shook his hand.
“Nice to see you again, do you want something to drink?” He asked, as Tommy eyed me nervously, before he forced a smile.
“Just water... thanks.” He replied.
After 20 minutes, I began to be impatient.
“Well, maybe we should go now. We have a reservation, right, Tommy?” I lied, as I eyed him, and he knew exactly what I was trying to do.
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