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I did not reply for a week. I wanted to see if she would follow up. She did.

A second text. “I am going to be in Portland for work next month. Would love to see you.”

Marcus said, “It is your call.” I agreed to meet her. Not at our house.

At a café in the Pearl District. Public, neutral, time limited. Paige showed up 15 minutes late in a blazer and ankle continue reading …