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step, and the weight of the past to lift from my shoulders.

Chapter 10
    As I enter the diner, a little old woman storms past me. What surprises me though, is the utter quietness inside. No one is talking. All cutleries are either paused mid use or placed on the tables. Looking around, I get a creepy feeling of staring at mummified people. Everyone’s stillness is unnatural, it’s only when I see my sisters face peering through the door leading into the kitchen, that I decide to continue into the diner.
    A second later she comes out, glances toward Beth, who I’ve just spotted pouring coffee, at the farthest corner of the diner. Sally points me to a booth away from everyone else and sits opposite me.
    “Oh my God,” she whispers to me in an urgent voice causing alarm to race through me, “Apparently…”
    “If you’re going to gossip, I’m not interested,” I inform her before she can carry on, relief washes through me that nothing bad has happened.
    “But…” whines Sally, with a look on her face, as if she’ll burst if she doesn’t tell me.
    “No, I have no interest in gossip.”
    “It’s about Beth.”
    I pause for a second. Shake my head and look sternly at her. “If she wants me to know, she’ll tell me herself, otherwise whatever happened is none of my business.”
    “Thank you,” Beth’s voice comes from directly behind me, causing me to start and turn around to face her.
    “You okay?” I ask, looking her up and down. Making sure she’s unhurt.
    “I’m fantastic, even better after seeing you,” she adds, before leaning down and kissing me.
    I sit there stunned for a second, unsure what exactly is going on. Feeling her about to pull away, I quickly wrap my arms around her, dragging her down beside me, deepening our kiss before she can remove her lips from mine.
    Eventually she moves back a fraction to gulp oxygen. I rest my forehead on hers, drinking her in with a goofy grin on my face.
    “You okay?” I ask again, quietly, while staring into her eyes.
    A smile blossoms across her face, sparkling in her eyes, “I’m really good, excellent in fact.”
    “Beth, what did you mean when you called Mrs. Hardy’s son a…”
    “Sally, not here please,” she interrupts my nosy sister, “I’ll explain later. I’ll come around yours before we go out tonight.”
    “You know you don’t have to explain anything,” I look at my sister and Beth, feeling puzzled. What is going on? Whatever it is has Sally about to explode from curiosity, and has Beth…calm and in control. Confident. Can it be the same thing, effecting both of them, and everyone else? Because Beth’s confidence and assertiveness, seems different to everyone else’s shock.
    A few minutes later both women leave my booth, noise returns to the diner, and I wait for my food. Once I’ve eaten and paid, I head off to work. My day goes fast. I sign some new contracts, put in motion security measures requested for other jobs. Check out some potential clients, and their buildings in question, as well as deposit cheques in the bank. At the back of my head, the puzzle of the morning and what Beth wants to tell me, keeps part of me from focusing. Closing early, I go to the gym for a workout.
    Jonathan and I gear up and go a couple of rounds in the ring. A couple of guys doing weights pause to watch us fight. Our fists and legs fly at brutal speeds as we mix up our fighting techniques.
    “Shit, you guys are good,” someone calls out, once we’re finished, “You ever thought about doing it for real?”
    A laugh escapes us both, as we turn to the skinny man before us. “We just enjoy the training,” I inform him. I grab a towel to wipe the sweat from my face and body, before heading toward the changing room to freshen up.
    “You should think of doing some fights, for real.” He calls after us, in his high pitch voice.
    We both ignore the persistent man. Instead, we head off to clean up. Once out of hearing from everyone else in the