Eighteen steps around the corner. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Damn! Only twelve. Seven steps to the bench. One. Two. Three. Four. Fi-

“Hi, Chuckie!”


“Hi, Dana.” Two.

“Whatcha doin?” Two.

“Not…much…” Two!

“Oh! Cool! Cause, well, I was wondering if you wanted to come-” Twelve. Damn. One- Two. Two times six-

“Chuckie! Did you hear me?”

Seventy-eight windows, thirteen balconies, two doormen- Seventy-eight plus thirteen equals ninety-one, nine plus one equals ten, ten minus two equals eight- seventy-eight-

“Fine. I’ll just leave then. Obviously I’m not wanted.” Nine- wait, what?

“Dana! Dana, wait…” Three



It always adds up to one.

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