The air was crisp. The summer had officially given way to fall. She sat on the tailgate of his truck in awe of the absolute silence surrounding her. The lake was deserted and it was so quiet she could hear the fish in the lake breaching the surface of the water. She reached for her phone to check the text message again.
“Meet me at 6pm on the north side of the lake. Bring my work truck. Love you.”
She was here. On the north side of the lake. The truck request was unusual. She very rarely drove his truck. The message was also very cryptic. His commands were usually succinct, but detailed as well. No mention of what she needed to wear or bring with her. So he stayed in the leggings and hoodie she was bumming around the house in while he ran errands. She was glad she…
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