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Patrick
When I left the gym, the sky was already dark. I texted Morgan to let her know I was leaving. It wasn’t strange that I hadn’t heard from her since lunch. I doubted she’d actually eaten lunch when she texted me. She didn’t normally get out of work for another hour or two, if I was that lucky. So, I had some time to kill.
I was glad that I’d taken a shower at the gym, but, f**k, I was already feeling drained. I wanted a beer and some comfort food before passing out. Wake up and deal with the aftermath of that conversation with my boss tomorrow.
As I pulled up, I noticed a black Mercedes parked in front of my house. “What the hell?”
I parked my truck in the garage and then hurried outside. And there she was. Morgan was sitting in her car in the dark with her head on the steeri
