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Days flew by and Blink almost forgot about his encounter with Samantha in the park. Almost.
The day began normally and Blink had wandered over to Central Park to sell the last of his papers before returning back to the Lodging House. He called out various headlines, and had almost finished selling and then he spotted her coming towards him.
"She looks like a vision," he told himself as he took in her fitted emerald green dress and matching parasol.
And as quickly as the thought entered his mind, it vanished and was replaced with the thoughts of his loving, caring girlfriend, Martini.
"What am I thinking!" he chastised himself. He sighed and shook his head. "I think Race is finally right about me being crazy."
A gentle but firm shake roused him from his thoughts and made him look up. He then realized that the girl had reached his side.
She smiled shyly and twirled her parasol. "I just wanted to apologize again for the other day".
Blink nodded his head. "Don't worry about it. But I think you should be the one accepting my apology. You kind caught me at a bad time. I was having a bad day, and…"
Samantha cut him off. "Well, then that's settled. We're both sorry about the other day."
Blink smiled, spat on his hand and placed it out in front of himself.
Samantha gave him a quizzical look, back up a few steps.
Blink laughed at her sudden motion.
"If we're to be friends, you've got to learn how the other half lives!"
"Okay," Samantha replied, and followed suit with his actions and placed her hand in his.
They shook hands and solidified the beginnings of their friendship.
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