340 Lunch With Lance

(Winona)

I’m at my favorite café, waiting for Lance. After everything with Phillip, I’m hoping this is argument free. The sun is shining, and I’m in control again—at least for now.

I text Lance to see if he had some time. I may as well get this over with as well. I told him I’m going to Europe at the end of this week.

The door swings open, and there he is, his easy grin and relaxed posture unchanged.

“Hey, stranger,” he says, sliding into the chair across from me. “You look like someone who’s just made a big decision.”

“I have.” I smile, signaling the waiter. “I just told Phillip I’m out. Offer him the business.”

Lance raises his eyebrows. “Oh, I was talking about Europe. So, the whole business? Just like that?”

“Just like that.” I shrug. “I’m done, Lance. I’ve been done for a while, but it’s official now. It’s time to move on.”

He smiles, crossing his arms. “Damn. You’ve always had your hand in something. You going to be a kept woman? You know that’s my dream job…”

I laugh. “Jealous?