a completely different lifestyle and tax bracket. I probably never will
again. But I’m pleasantly surprised to see that we aren’t all that
different.
Misconception confirmed.
He looks down at his feet for a moment as he stands in somewhat
of an unsure pose. It’s as if he’s suspended between the desire to say
something else to me and the need to leave. He glances at me one last
time—this time without so much of a poker face. I can see the
disappointment in the set of his mouth before he turns and walks in
the other direction. He opens the door and I can hear his footsteps
fade as he rushes down the stairwell. I’m alone on the rooftop once
again, but to my surprise, I’m a little saddened by that now.
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