He's already given the driver the name of where they're going, so Paul just
slides into the cab next to her and slams the door before they pull away.
He settles into the seat, close enough that their arms are touching. It's
becoming a habit.
"You're right," he says. "Chronology not withstanding."
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He's already given the driver the name of where they're going, so Paul just slides into the cab next to her and slams the door before they pull away. He settles into the seat, close enough that their arms are touching. It's becoming a habit.
"You're right," he says. "Chronology not withstanding."