Calvin
He stood leaning on his car the entire time that signing took place after he left the book store, waiting for it to end. The crowd had finally dwindled away, and he watched the store close up. He was now just watching her through the store window. She was in there leaning on the table, had taken a drink, and was chatting with those around her, and then she was just on her phone.
He’d watched her stand up and stretch out, roll her shoulders and c***k her fingers, just like Marrin did after sitting programming for hours. Like he himself did after working for hours. It was definitely her and the longer he had to wait for her to come out of that store, the more his anger notched up at her response to seeing him after all these years, her uncaring, dismissive attitude.
She’d not even
