Got to go.” He walked out the door.Laura came down the stairs and looked around. “Where’s Bert?”“He just left. A work thing, he said.”“O....” Laura had a disgusted look on her face. “Let’s go. I’m hungry.”We went to one of the better Chinese restaurants and were seated at a booth. We had been here before and knew what was good, so we were ready to order food and drinks as soon as the waiter brought over the complimentary tea.We chatted about work and our boys. Laura went on and on about her son. That was odd. I had brought my own sheets and things. Changing my bedding was not part of her duties as a landlady. At the end of the meal I was drunk and miserable. Miserable because I still had the overwhelming fear of failure, miserable because an evening with someone I liked and secretly wanted had been such a disaster, and miserable because I had been such a poor dinner guest. Chloe seemed unaware of anything except that I was drunk and incapable. She helped me upstairs to bed, stripped me. More

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