Exes With Money Aren’t Miracles, FYI.

Day 137 of The Andie Chronicles

“What did you think of the warehouse?”

Standing in line at this tiny hole-in-the-wall Vietnamese cafe was becoming a daily ritual.

Usually, I would stand there alone, but today as I was departing my office, I found James doing the same thing. He grabbed me by the arm and asked if he could join me.

I couldn’t refuse him, nor did I want to.

Moments like this …