6
“Liz! Liz!” Tiffany yelled from our table, but I ignored her. She couldn’t follow me without first paying our bill, and that meant she’d only slow me down.
I burst from the front doors and out into the dark night. The streets were crowded for the shopping season, and a light snow fell on my head. I glanced down the street. I could just make out his back in the distance, but I didn’t have much time. The crowds were swallowing him and he’d be lost again to me. I hurried down the sidewalk, pushing and knocking into people like a pinball directed by an inexperienced player.
“Excuse me! Pardon me!” I shouted like a mantra as I tried to catch up to the shadow in front of me.
My target led me on a merry chase down the block and around the corner onto a less busy street. This street
