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Ivan drove through the green light.

“Get some rest,” Brinley suggested. “Prepare yourself.”

“Why are you always positive?” Ivan asked.

“Why are you always negative?” Brinley shot back.

“We make quite a pair.”

“We may never reconcile our differences, Ivan.”

Ivan didn’t want to hear that. “Tell me that’s a joke, Brin. I can’t take any more bad news.”

“Bad news? I look forward to seeing you again. That’s good news, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. What are you doing now?”

“Packing.”

“I wish I were there to help you pack.” Ivan turned onto Ocean Boulevard.

“Well, nothing to it,” Brinley said. “I’ve been living out of suitcases the last few years. I pack light. The movers are going to handle everything else.”

“Is your new house move-in ready?”

“Not really. Next week I’ll call Toby about it. See where they’re at. Give them a push if I have to. I think they’re painting now.”

“I haven’t seen it.”

“You will. But it’s merely a house, Ivan. A roof over our head. Nothing like heaven.”

Nothing like heaven.

“By the way, can you wait a few extra days?” Brinley paused. “I have to go to Savannah for a few days with my VP-in-training.”

“Sorry to hear that. I was looking forward to seeing you.”

“Me too. So I’ll see you the second week of February?”

“Just in time for Valentine’s Day.” Ivan began planning in his head. What could he give Brinley that she didn’t already have?

“Oh, I have to go. The movers are here. Call me anytime. See you in two weeks.”

“All right, Brin. Thank you for talking with me. Ilovehearing your voice.”

Did I saylove?

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