Three weeks later, an unexpected visitor poked his head in Pauline’s door. It was Percy!
Pauline’s jaw dropped. “What are you doing here? I thought you’d have relocated to New Orleans by now.”
“Naw. I really like the jazz and the blues, but the food is way too spicy for me,” he replied with a wink.
“It’s so good to see you!” Pauline exclaimed as she threw all caution to the wind and gave him a big hug. “Come in. Sit down.”
“Thanks. Listen, Pauline, there’s something I have to tell you—”
“There’s something I have to tell you first,” Pauline interrupted. “I am really sorry about what happened between us. Worse than that, I confess, ...