The magic wasn't gone the next morning. But they both had jobs to go to. They both had expectations to be met. They didn't kiss as their paths parted and they hopped on different buses. And there were no arrangements to meet again.
I knew they were both sad. Neither of them knew the other was.
Working day over, Tom went home to his parents for dinner. Like he always did on Monday nights. His sister didn't join them anymore, not since marrying. He didn't mind, he always got on well with his parents. He didn't speak much. His mother rarely said much, even though she spoke all the time. His thoughts wandered off ... to last night.
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