Short Story: Selling Amanda
Steve leaned across the table, clinked glasses lightly with Amanda.
“Cheers”, came the simultaneous parroting. Steve swilled back a large dosage of Timara Estate; Amanda paused, her wineglass near her lips – the wine, at this point, untouched.
“How long’s it been?” Steve began as soon as the wine swallowing finished. “Haven’t seen you since…”
“High School”…
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