To tell the truth She was sick of him. To heck with Harry! The masquerade
with Zac can end and she could love him freely. Finally rid of Harry.
She still couldn't sleep. His goodbye ringing in her ears. Finally she got the nerve to pick up the phone and call Zac. "Hello?" "Hey Zac." She knew she sounded like a giggly little schoolgirl. He grinned as he sat at his kitchen table watching old Cheers re-runs, "Hi Ronnie."
"Can we go out for coffee or something?" She asked. He shrugged, "Now? Why not." It was only eleven or so. Ronnie said, "You know those apartments over on Adams? I'm 542 B. Meet me in about fifteen ok?" He nodded, "Yeah. Ronnie." He hung up. She giggled nervously. Got Zac was like fresh fish. Harry hadn't meant to hurt her.
She got dressed, grabbed her bag and stood by the door.
She still couldn't sleep. His goodbye ringing in her ears. Finally she got the nerve to pick up the phone and call Zac. "Hello?" "Hey Zac." She knew she sounded like a giggly little schoolgirl. He grinned as he sat at his kitchen table watching old Cheers re-runs, "Hi Ronnie."
"Can we go out for coffee or something?" She asked. He shrugged, "Now? Why not." It was only eleven or so. Ronnie said, "You know those apartments over on Adams? I'm 542 B. Meet me in about fifteen ok?" He nodded, "Yeah. Ronnie." He hung up. She giggled nervously. Got Zac was like fresh fish. Harry hadn't meant to hurt her.
She got dressed, grabbed her bag and stood by the door.
