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a piece of toast at him.
    He gave me a smirk and we finished eating our breakfast. Just as Keaton was leaving, he picked up Romeo and gave him a kiss.
    “Oh, by the way, I’m bringing someone to family dinner tomorrow.”
    “Who? Elena?”
    “Nah. We’re still on a break. Her name is Brielle and she’s smoking hot.”
    “That’s real nice, Keaton.” I scowled.
    “Okay, she’s more than that, but I can’t tell you because I’m not sure yet. She’s just great.”
    His enthusiasm for this girl was nothing new to me. He got this way over all the new girls he’d met over the years. But for some reason, I thought Elena was different for him.
    “Great. I can’t wait to meet her,” I said as I walked him to the door.
    “I sense some sarcasm in that tone of yours. See you tomorrow, Paisley.” He waved.
    I gave him a small smile and shut the door. Romeo strutted up and rubbed his body against me. He looked up at me with those big blue eyes and meowed. I bent down and picked up him, holding him close to me while I stared out the window and thought about Ben.
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    Ben
    A s I opened my eyes, the first thought that came to my mind was Paisley. The coffee we shared last night was great and the conversation even better. She was a beautiful and sweet woman who was still hurting from the death of her husband like I was with Amy. At least I could share my thoughts and pain with someone who understood. She certainly didn’t deserve this deal in life and neither did I. I climbed out of bed, put on my running clothes, and headed down toward the pier for my run. As I was jogging and listening to my iPod, I looked over to find David jogging next to me. I put my iPod on mute and took the earphones from my ears.
    “Hey,” I said.
    “Hey, Ben. I saw you a few feet back. I didn’t want to interrupt you. You looked like you were in deep thought. I figured that you’d eventually notice me.”
    “Do you always run here?” I asked.
    “No. I was getting bored with my usual route, so I decided to try the pier. I used to jog here years ago. I’m up and out every morning before work. You don’t mind the company, do you?”
    “No. Not at all.”
    “Did you check out that meeting again after you left the bar?” David asked.
    “I was going to but, remember that girl, Paisley, I told you about?”
    “Yeah.”
    “She was sitting in her car, not too sure if she wanted to go in or not, so instead we went and had coffee for three hours and talked.”
    David turned his head and looked at me with a smile on his face. “Seriously? How did it go?”
    “It went great, man. She’s an amazing girl.”
    “I’m getting the feeling that you might like her.”
    “She’s beautiful, smart, and really nice. We have a lot in common and we can relate to each other because of our circumstances. She gets me.”
    “That’s great.” David smiled as he patted me on the back. “Are you going to see her again?”
    “I gave her my number in case she ever wants to or needs to talk. So we’ll see if she calls.”
    “You didn’t take her number?”
    “Nah. I didn’t want to push things or make her uncomfortable.”
    “Probably a good idea. I’m sure she’ll give you a call.”
    We ran a total of five miles together and then I headed home. It was strange to me the way I told David things. Maybe it was because sometimes it’s more comfortable talking to someone you barely know than telling your family and friends that you’re close to.
    As I was in the garage, sanding down one of the dining chairs, Brady pulled up.
    “Hey, bro.” I smiled.
    “Looking good, Ben,” he said as he ran his hand across the table I’d built.
    “Thanks. What brings you by?”
    “I had to get out of the house,” he said as he lit up a cigarette. “Linda and I had an argument about her spending habits again.”
    I looked up at him and grinned. “You always have that argument.”
    “I know. If she had a full-time job, maybe I wouldn’t care so much. But