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Small G
“She rang the bell.
Seconds later Rickie opened the door into the front hall. Luisa restrained herself: she felt like embracing him. Instead, she held his left hand, squeezed it as they walked toward his door.
“Luisa—what’s the matter?”
“Nothing!” She smiled at Lulu. “Hello, Lulu!”
“Arf!” Lulu wriggled a greeting, recognizing her.
“You’re all out of breath,” Rickie said.
“I was just running. We had a showing—sort of. Renate had an important buyer—tea. You know. I had to make the tea and serve the cake.”
Rickie looked at her. “And what else?”
“Nothing! I just felt like seeing you. So I ran out!”
“I—see. I am honored. Sit down—somewhere. A Coke?”
“No, thanks. Well—yes. Thank you.”
Luisa leaned back against the sofa pillows, and took a deep breath.
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