»I still don't understand what went wrong.«
"Daniel didn't know that he wasn't supposed to tell Dawn that we were looking for her and she stopped calling him and giving him information. She's avoiding us."
»I still don't believe it. There's got to be more to it.«
"Well it is what it is, I guess. This isn't some mystery book with a happy ending where everything is solved and all is grand. This is real life and she is not coming back. She hates me."
»Hate is a strong word.«
"So is love and that's what I still feel for her. Just stop this foolishness already. I know this entertains you but my heart is hurting more and more each day because each phone call gives me this small amount of hope that's shot down each and every time. I'm done hurting."
»So does that mean you're done trying?«
"... For now, yes."
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Coffee
Short Story"Let me guess, you want to order coffee again?" "You know it." "Something tells me the only reason you come to my diner everyday is for the free coffee, not me." "Shouldn't it be that way?" "Name one thing you love more than coffee." "You."
