Beau strolled across the street to The Conrad. The sun glowed like an orange ball rising above the eastern horizon; the town was beginning to wake from its peaceful slumber.
After his drink with Sheldon, Beau had spent most of the night awake in bed, trying to figure Jessica out. He didn’t understand why she hadn’t married after all these years. Why in the hell hadn’t he taken her in his arms and then to bed when he’d had the chance?
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