Out on the sidewalk, he cradles her face in his hands, kisses her neck. He looks at her, pats her hair, waves goodbye, boards the bus, takes a seat across from mine. We drive off and he gazes out the window, watching her until we turn the corner.
He looks around, pulls off his wedding band and tosses it in his briefcase.
I should mind my own business. Remind me.
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