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Twenty-three

Eve

He walked elegantly to where we sat, his loyal puppy, Lopez trailing behind him.

Steve sprang to his feet, “Hi!”

“Hi, Steve.” He replied jovially, holding out his hand for a handshake.

Steve took his hand in his, shook it, then gently released.

“You made it.” Steve's smile widened.

“Of cou...