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"Are you by yourself?" the man who had seated himself beside me asked.
"My husband and sons are down on the beach," I said, moving a little away from him. "I meant... can I sit here a minute. I'm waiting for my girlfriend and am nervous." "Nervous?" "I should explain that I am not sure she is still my girlfriend." "What do you mean?" "A few months ago I left without saying goodbye. Also she does not know that I am here." He took a big gulp of a beer he was holding between his legs. "Do you think she will be angry with me?" |