"Are you cold?" she asked.
"Yeah, " he said, "Very cold."
" I got that good MG heater in my car," she said, "for when we're at the drive-in... you'll warm up there."
She took his hand, squeezed it, held it, and then, all at once, she let it drop.
But the actual touch of her lingered, inside his heart. That remained. In all the years of
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