The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. It probably still wouldn’t help. Brendon suggests supper at the Carlton.
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