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“You've got a date tonight?” he asked.
“With a guy named Tony DiFiore,” she said. “He asked me out at the grocery store last week.”
Something deep behind his ribs tightened. This Tony guy asked her out last week. Days ago. They’d hung out three times since then, and worked together almost every single day. Mel with her hair down, sitting across from someone who wasn't him, grinning when they made her laugh. She had the right.
Mel was still looking at him. “Do you think I should go?”
“What's the worst that could happen?”
He said that. He actually fucking said that.
And now there was no way for him to take it back.
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Or: Mel can’t remember what happened to her, Frank can’t fix it, and neither of them knows how to survive it without the other.