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These Three Little Words

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“I love her,” I repeated after taking a sip. “I don’t want her to go back to France without me. Not that I could ask her to stay; that feels really selfish of me, and it’s not like I don’t want her to keep dancing. She’s so amazing, Joe; you wouldn’t believe it.” I paused. “Anyway, I would never ask her to give up dancing. I just feel like there has to be some kind of way where we could have it all.” I paused again, picking at the label on my bottle. “I was thinking that maybe you could manage the shop for a little while if I was going to leave and be with her.”

Joe’s eyebrows had risen nearly to his hairline. “Is that what you really want?” he asked.

“I want her. I want us. The real deal,” I told him frankly, and again, the words were somehow easy to say. “I can’t for the life of me imagine what I would do in France, but I do know that if Audrey goes back there, there’s just no way that I could let her go alone.”

“I can’t picture you in France,” Joe said, shaking his head. “But
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