But Tyrone didn’t smoke.

Sensing movement behind him, the man, Larry, turned to face her.

“Larry.” She greeted him with a friendly smile. “Enjoying a smoke?”

Larry offered a helpless smile and quit his smoking. “My wife doesn’t let me smoke at home.”

“She worries for you.”

“Yeah, I only light one up now and then. Just don’t let her know.”

“Alright, I’ll act as if I haven’t seen a thing.” Not wanting to meddle too much in Larry and his wife’s affectionate relationship, Sabrina quickly excused herself. “I should be heading back.”

words

paused, turning to face

came across some news

gaze, feeling a pang

feign composure and save face. But now, Larry called

you’re not to blame. It’s Tyrone. Has he shared his plans to handle the situation? Is he

unsure of how

was generally not one to share her personal concerns. Even during disagreements with Tyrone, she’d never confided in others. Instead, she’d share joyful stories, all in an

need to hold back. Just tell me the truth, or I

deepened. “He visited her a

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