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Ed’s receptionist, Doris waved goodbye and murmured nice to meet you sentiments and left the office very quickly. It seemed to Abby that Doris acted like she had expected Ed and Abby wanting to be alone. She suddenly felt a bit nervous in the pit of her stomach.
“She’s a character,” Abby said, trying to regain her composure.
“Yeah, she’s great. Puts up with me,” Ed began, “Like you I guess.”
“Really not much to put up dearest Ed,” Abby said without realizing the endearment she had added.
“Oh just wait for Savannah,” he said, his smile fading.
Abby stood up and walked towards him, “I like your office.” She saw the worry spread over his face and it pained her; she was going to try to distract him.
“It’s small,” he said.
“It’s the perfect size for your business, Ed. You have a lot to be proud of,” Abby told him.
Ed stayed silent looked deep in thought.
“Don’t worry,” Abby told him.
“Huh?”
“Don’t worry,” she repeated.
“Not sleeping well again,” he said.
Abby recalled the nightmare she had had with Ed some weeks past and almost asked him if he had had anything similar, but it was absurd and she decided not to mention it.
“Anything you want to talk about?” Abby offered.
“Not looking forward to my mother,” he said, his gaze on the floor. He did not want to talk to Abby about things.
“Hey, Monkey, it’s going to be okay. You’ll survive it,” Abby said.
“Who’s a monkey,” he chuckled.
“I’m the rabbit, you’re the monkey,” Abby told him, “But I won’t call you Monkey in front of your family.”
“You’re crazy,” he sighed.
“I know,” she said.
Ed smiled at her and asked, “So you are sure you can pick out candlesticks?”
“Of course, they teach that in medical school don’t you know,” she joked.
“Show off,” he joked in response.
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