After Cya gets ready for a date and Almost Out the Door for a Date and Trying Again.
She had agreed to meet him in one of her favorite restaurants, in the back left corner booth. When she got there, she found herself staring.
By arrangement, she was wearing a dark red dress and a gold net in her hair. There was a man in a top hat in the suggested booth.
A familiar man.
The top hat had a red flower in the band; it was either her date or there was a series of coincidences too huge to be likely going on.
There were a lot of people who looked very similar, she reminded herself. One of their great-grandchildren was the spitting image of Leo’s half-brother Yngvi, for instance.
“Hello. I’m told that there’s geese flying south.”
The guard who had set them up had an amazing sense of the dramatic.
“Oh, but only in the… Cya?”
“Manus?” She sat down across the booth from him. “I thought it might be you. I didn’t know you were in town.”
“I wasn’t. That is, well.” He ducked his head. “I’ve been working in Neihart Mt., but Warwick, he travels there for the city. And he said he had a friend he thought I should meet….”
“He said something similar to me. Well…” Cya smiled crookedly. “It’s been a while. Twenty, thirty years…”
“Thirty-three, since you Kept me.”
“I was thinking since I’d seen you.”
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