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“I’ll ask Chip about it.” He sighed. “Son of a…” Jordan inspected the violin. “The strings are all in order.” He looked up. “Anyway, talk to me, love.”
“You seem stressed about not tuning the violin….” Roa stared at him. Hearing someone call her ‘love’ was still something new, which made her turn pink as she looked at the ground. “Question…. why do you call me that? It’s just th-that I’ve never been called that by anyone except you.”
“I’m English. I call people ‘love’. I call my sisters that, I call my friends that. I don’t call Ken that though, she’s called ‘Oi, stop getting dirty with that guy or I’ll make sure he can only speak in haiku for a month.’“













