44. Clouds
There was no moon in the sky as they left the restaurant much later that evening. Though, even if there had been they wouldn't have been able to see it; even the brighter stars weren't visible. The night sky was just a blanket of black and the only light came from the dull street lights, houses and their occupants long-since gone to bed.
Neither man had apologized, not in so many words, but they both knew they were each forgiven, even though that had never been spoken either. They both knew it though, and that was enough. It always had been, and it seemed so ridiculous that they might have forgotten it.