In the Waves coffee shop on Columbia Street we relax in the comfy armchairs in the back, each of us looking at our phones. We're avoiding conversation. I decided to skip ahead in Chelsea's blog as she continues about her mother's funeral arrangements. The service was well attended, especially by regulars from their shop for they had built up a very loyal and faithful clientele, several of whom became lifelong friends and a regular presence at their dinner table.
Finally Carl puts his phone down on the table and says, "So, what do you think?"
"I'm not moving." The words have just forced themselves in projectile manner from my mouth.
"Francois?" says Carl.
"Way too soon."
"I'm not going to live there alone." He pulls out the real estate agent's card. Then he smirks and starts to laugh. "Hey you guys, you want to know the real estate guy's full name?
"Maybe not", says Francois.
"Wei Willie Wang." And now we're all laughing uncontrollably...
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