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Luke ambles into the bar, wearing jeans and a T-shirt, and settles down on a barstool, looking around at the rest of the clientele.
It takes him a minute to recognize her. She looks different -- less flouncily dressed, maybe a little less carefree. But he grins, asks the bar for two glasses of lemonade, and tries to catch her eye.
It takes him a minute to recognize her. She looks different -- less flouncily dressed, maybe a little less carefree. But he grins, asks the bar for two glasses of lemonade, and tries to catch her eye.
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He does, come to think of it, remember some talk of a war, and quite a lot of young men, and is well versed in the general consequences of wars for young men. It seems like a fair guess.
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*She says it lightly but watches him like a hawk*
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*She manages a smile*
Who's the lucky girl?
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I made her acquaintance last night. How wonderful for you, Luke. I wish you both the best.
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It was nice to see you again.
*She stands to go.*
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