Gloria knocked on his door several times before they heard someone coming. When the door opened, she was taken aback. There he stood, as big and sweet looking as she remembered him 25 years ago. She put her hand up to her mouth to stop any sounds from coming out.
He smiled at her, and taking her free hand, he kissed it gently, “Hello, Gloria.” Emma felt paralyzed watching the dynamics between them. “I’ve been expecting the two of you. Please, come on in.” He poured them both a glass of water, and then one for himself. “Please sit, I’m sure you must have some questions for me.”
Gloria stared in disbelief. Shaking her head, her voice seemed weak. “How can this be? You haven’t changed a bit, and why are you here?”
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