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Inside was a delicate gold chain with a shimmering charm dangling from it: two green leaves of holly and two red berries.
An apology and money from the guy who had never given me the time of day despite all of the times we'd been in the same room.
But that was only half of the equation.
Coming together. Afterwards, we lie in the semi-darkness, his chest pressing to my back while we spooned on our left sides.
More of my naughtier side revealing itself, as Chris would say.
There were no words that seemed to satisfy what needed to be said.
Had I imagined it all. "Do I smell ham?" Chris asked, his own coat joining mine.