Page 302 of The First Time
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She looks back to the sky. She's already lost in her own world.
I force myself to leave without another goodbye.
Downstairs, Blake plays chess against himself.
It's quiet. He's alone.
He glances up at me, most of his attention on the board. "I sent Fiona home in the limo. I'll call us a car whenever you're ready to leave."
"She okay?"
"She will be." He pats the spot next to him. "You want coffee?"
"I want that distraction you promised me."
He smiles. "Your wish is my command."
