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the city streets,” Grant said and Ter nodded. He was in New York City and he might as well go enjoy it.
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    They headed out, walking of course, because that was the way true New Yorker’s did it.
    “So, you still want to move out here?” Grant wanted to know.
    “Sure do. The recording studio is here and we’ll practically live in the studio for months. But I sure will miss Sandy Beach. How about you? How do you like the city?”
    Grant gave him a look, sidestepping around two kids passing a ball back and forth between them. “Honestly,” he said once they were walking along smoothly again, “the only reason I live here is because of Samantha. I mean, New York City is okay, but Sandy Beach is better. I would never willingly live here. Since I bought my beach house, all I want is to sit on the porch and watch Sam play with our kids. Call me crazy.”
    Ter glanced at him. “Well, that’s honest. Does Samantha know how you feel?”
    Grant shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. I wouldn’t change a thing about our lives right now. We’ve decided to wait on kids a few more years. Top models have a short shelf life and at twenty-four, she has plenty of time for kids and for us to move to Sandy Beach permanently.”
    Ter nodded and then followed Grant into a bar that seemed to be filled with mostly the after-work crowd. They wove their way through the suit clad customers until they located a high top table off to the side.
    “It’s busy in here,” Ter commented.
    “It’s quitting time. People come in here to unwind before they head home. Some of them will have an hour or more drive out of the city before they finally get home for the night. Others, well, they probably live within six or seven blocks and will eventually head home, only to get up and do it all over again.”
    “Hi!”
    Grant and Ter turned to see a bubbly waitress standing before them. “Hello.”
    “What can I get you guys?”
    The brothers exchanged a look and he told her. “Two martinis, please.”
    “Okay. Be right back,” she said with a quick toss of her head. She was true to her word and returned with two martinis and a flirty look at both men.
    Ter chuckled and asked his brother, “Do you ever miss being able to take advantage of situations like this one?”
    Grant looked after the waitress. “Who? Her? She’s way too young for me.”
    “Ha ha. I bet she’s older than Sam.”
    “Yeah, maybe.”
    “Seriously, do you ever miss going out with other women? Do you ever get bored?”
    Grant shook his head. “Bored? Hell, no. Samantha is more than enough woman for me.”
    Ter nodded, trying to get his head around this monogamy thing all of his siblings had fallen into recently. And more mysterious, they seemed to love. He looked around the room at the rest of the patrons. The men were still wearing their suits, although some of them had loosened or completely removed their ties. A few had even removed their jackets and rolled up the sleeves of their shirts, trying to get comfortable and shrug off the remains of the day.
    The women were no different, mostly dressed in business attire. It was still early yet, and he figured they too would start unwinding as the night wore on.
    A live band was setting up on the stage and Terrence turned to listen. After they finished their second song, he turned to Grant and acknowledged, “They’re not bad.”
    Grant grinned and watched the wheels inside his brother’s head turning. Without disturbing him, he flagged down the waitress and asked, “Can you find me some paper and a pen?”
    The waitress glanced at Terrence, who was oblivious to everything but the music now running inside his head, and his alone. She nodded and returned a few minutes later with two pieces of copy paper and a pen. “Will this work?”
    Grant nodded his thanks and handed her a five-dollar bill. “Thanks.”
    She pocketed the tip and slipped away. Grant slid the paper and pen across the table, interfering with the tapping