On an algid winter night, west winds blowing and blizzard brewing, he calls her. It's late. A bit too late, so moods are shattered. She's peeved and he's nervous, on the verge of a breakdown. It's been years.
And thus a sad love story begins between him and her.
They meet. He sees her. He wants her. He loves her.
"I like you," he says, softly, ever
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