A nor’easter threatens . Charlie tells Tom to head home. He lives in Old Town, a fashionable section of Chicago very near Joanne’s apartment and decides to stop by to see if she’s safe.
excerpt: Tom hung tight to the steering wheel all the way home, strong gusts of wind threatening to blow his car off the road. Joanne’s red convertible was parked where he’d seen it before, a good sign, so he knocked and knocked harder until he used his one credit card to open the door like on the cop shows. He scanned the small room with his small flashlight and sniffing the stale air he called , “Joanne, are you here?” A voice called out, “Don’t move, I have a gun pointed at you.”
“Put the gun down and I’ll cook cause I’m sure we’re both hungry.”
“Tom, I’m a mess; I took the bar exam and got scared I didn’t pass so I holed up here to wait.”
“It took me three times to pass so get over yourself and let’s eat something.”
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