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He didn't say a word. He sipped his coffee then grabbed his guitar. Sitting in his chair he started to play and sang a couple of songs. He didn't say a word inbetween songs just continued to play. All along Sandra was loving it and very impressed. She too never said a word, while listening to him sing all she could think about was how badly she hurt him. He put the guitar down and finally spoke.

"It's getting late. I will take you home now."

His voice was lucid. Almost hateful. She had messed up badly and was sorry she ever said what she said. She wanted to tell him she loved him too but this wasn't the right time. "Ok." was all she could say.

Packing up their stuff to leave, Dave helped her get to the car. The long trip home was in silence. No music and no talking. The tension was so strong. 'This was it, he will never call her again.' she thought.