A week passed before she heard from Gene again. This time, he stopped in at the gallery.
"Well, hi," Terry smiled at him.
"Hey" he said. "How are you?"
"Fine."
"Anything new in here?"
Terry nodded. "The back room where you found your picture has several new things."
Gene smiled at her and wandered off to that room.
When he returned, she was concluding a sale with another customer. He looked around the room, waiting for her to finish. Once they left, he approached her.
"I'm free Wednesday night, if you wanna get together."
Terry smiled. "Sure. Why don't you come to my place. I'll cook for you."
"Really?"
"Really. Are you allergic to anything?"
"Nope."
"Is there anything you won't eat?"
"Eggplant, turnips and rutabagas,"
"Eww. I don't blame you. OK. What time?"
"Is six OK?"
"Sure."
"Are you gonna give me directions?"
"Sure. Come here." She stepped from behind the counter and beckoned him out the front door. She led him around the side of the building. "See those stairs? I live up there."
"I think I can find you ," he laughed.
She walked back into the gallery.
"Wednesday at six then?" she asked before closing the door.
"Yup. See you then."
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