It was half past noon. Thirty minutes and he was nowhere to be found. What was this, the Hangover? He'll be here. Even as she thought this, she didn't know if she really believed it. It was all she could do to keep from crying. Amazing the way that holding back tears can drain you. A curl came down and hung in her face, but she didn't bother to
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