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GABRIEL:

Do you need me to get some food delivered?

My heart beats a little faster at his thoughtfulness.

ME:

No, Tammy’s gone to sort some out.

GABRIEL:

If you change your mind, I’ll get Jason to package some up and have it delivered.

I smile. It’s seldom, but occasionally when we’ve been working late. Jason is our go-to restauranteur when we’re both too tired to cook.

ME:

Jason is on the opposite side of town.

GABRIEL:

If you want it. I’ll make it worth his while.

I smile, knowing he would, even if he had to collect and drive it here himself.

ME:

Honestly. The food Tammy brings will be fine.

GABRIEL:

How’s your head? Your ankle?

ME:

I’m in one piece. I can’t believe I was that stupid. When I think of what could have happened?

My hand goes to my still flat stomach.

GABRIEL:

Elijah pulled up the footage. The cyclist was weaving in and out.

ME:

Cyclists do that. I’ve lived here all my life. I know how to cross the road. I was an idiot.

GABRIEL:

I’m just grateful you’re okay.

There’s a pause.

ME:

What are you doing?

GABRIEL:

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