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Two Weeks, Wrong City
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Theo's phone buzzed. The Vienna job wanted him to call right now. He stepped outside. When he came back, his face was tight. "They said be there in two days or they give the job away." Mara's smile faded. "So you're leaving." Theo sat down heavily. "I don't know what I want anymore."
Theo took the Vienna job and Mara understood. But at the platform he froze, then sprinted back. "Two weeks," he panted. "Give me two weeks before you decide I'm gone for good." Mara laughed through tears. "Deal." Two weeks turned into a standing date: every month, one of them got on a train.
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