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Story: Rose (Shooting Stars 3)
good to see you, Rose. You look great."
He pulled back and drank in the house and the
grounds.
"Wow!" he said. "A lot different from where
you were last. huh?"
"A lot different in a lot of ways. C'mon," I said,
grabbing his hand and leading him up the stairs and
into the house. Of course, he was impressed with the
size of the rooms and the elegant rich furnishings, the
art and the statues. I quickly explained that my mother
had gone to Atlanta with Charlotte.
"But I want you to meet Charlotte's nephew," I
said. "before we go out to dinner."
I had told him about Evan's handicap. but I had
emphasized how intelligent he was and how expert on
the computer. When we went down to his room, the
door was still shut tight. I knocked, waited, and c
alled
to him.
"Evan. Barry would like to meet you." He didn't respond.
"Maybe you shouldn't push it," Barry suggested
softly.
I knocked again and waited.
"He's still asleep, I guess." I said. Barry nodded.
I glanced back at the shut door, disappointed. Barry had done his research of the area and
knew where to go for dinner. Once we got to the
restaurant and sat at our table. I never stopped talking.
He listened attentively, nodding and smiling
occasionally. When I realized I had barely begun to
eat. I stopped talking and he laughed.
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