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Scene from a Workday
Summer 2018
It was a typical New York summer workday. Logan Huntzberger found himself walking out of a non-descript office building, engaged in conversation with a potential business partner. They were standing outside the entrance, waiting for the business partner’s car to arrive when she came into his peripheral vision. She was carrying a large shopping bag of what he assumed was some sort of take out from a local restaurant. She was looking straight ahead, striding in that determined, well-honed “New York” walk that she developed since moving to the city. “Excuse me for a moment Edgar,” he interjected as he stepped over to catch her attention as she was about to pass them by.
“Rory!” he called to her.
She stopped and turned to the source of the voice and smiled with surprise, “Well hello, what are you doing in this part of town?”
“Just got out of a meeting,” he said pointing to Edgar right before he kissed her, “Hi” he greeted quietly with a smirk.
“Hello to you,” She returned with a grin.
Logan then turned to his associate, “Edgar, this is my wife Rory Gilmore. Rory, this is Edgar Volar, of Piloto Publishing.”
Rory shook his hand, “Please to meet you Mr. Volar. I read the first draft of English translation of Hermana por la Vida. It was such a beautiful story.”
“Please call me Edgar, and thank you, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am a fan of your Chronicle of Mary series. It’s helping my daughter with her English studies.”
“Oh, thank you! I am glad you and your daughter are enjoying my book! I hope that you will be able to work out an arrangement with HP to make the English distribution of your catalog possible. It would be a shame if more people don’t get a chance to read your stories.”
“You are too kind. Well, again, it was nice to meet you Rory. I look forward to the next installment of your series” Edgar responded as his car pulled-up.
“Thank you. Good luck with your work as well.” Rory returned.
After giving her a look asking her to wait for him, Rory stood in place and watch Logan and Edgar walk to his car. After some last minute closing conversation and a handshake, Edgar got into his car and drove off. Once out of sight, Logan return to Rory, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her, “Hello again” he said with a smile,
“Hello again to you” she replied. He took her bags as they started walking.
“Whoa, what do you have in here?” Logan asked; the bag was heavier than anticipated.
“Oh, the bagel place messed up our lunch order. I needed to take a walk anyway, so I offered to pick it up instead. Well, when people heard that I was getting lunch, more orders piled on. What did they say about good deeds?”
“Well, I hope they tip you well.”
“What are you doing up here anyway? I thought you and Edgar were meeting at your office?”
“We were, then I found out that he was in midtown, on the same block as your office. I thought we could meet here then afterwards I could drop by and possibly take you out for lunch, but the meeting ran long and well, you already beat me to the punch.” Logan said referring to the bag.
They walked into Rory’s office building, where they continued their conversation in the lobby. “Well, it’s not too late. I got plenty of extra bagels and snacks if you want to come up and share my lunch.” Rory proposed.
“That’s very tempting, unfortunately since my meeting with Edgar ran long, I have to run back to the office or I’ll miss my 2 o’clock.”
“Noooo…” Rory replied in a whining voice, “Work dork…” she continued while holding on to his hand.
Logan giggled, “Well absence makes the heart grow fonder. Believe me, I would rather have lunch with you, but yes, work dork duties call. However,” he continued in a provocative whisper as he stepped closer to her, “I will be thinking of ways to make it up to you at home.”
Rory returned his mischievous grin, “And I will do the same.”
They looked at each other for a beat longer before kissing each other goodbye. Logan then turned to walked out of the building. After one a last look and wave, they both started towards their respective destinations, happily thinking of what was awaiting them later at home.