She watched him walk a few steps ahead. his stride always slightly longer than hers. She struggled to keep up.
That's how it had always been with him. His pace in life different than hers, but miraculously, it seemed to work. or at least it had till now. She could count on him to give an honest opinion, even if it left a burning hole sometimes. That's what he always told her, "honesty comes at a price, babe." She could appreciate that. and she would.
"babe.", she whispered. What a funny word.
She jogged to catch up to him. "You say somethin', babe?", he asked sincerely.
There it was again. that word coupled with his confused expression was all she needed to burst out into laughter.
He stared at her with genuine concern.
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