I met Daniel Mercer at an independent bookstore two years later.
History professor.
Widower.
No organized crime.
No billion-dollar empire.
He dropped three books.
I helped.
Extremely uncinematic.
We became friends.
Then dinner.
Then more.
I told him everything before things became serious.
He said, “That sounds exhausting.”
Best response possible.
He never tried to rescue.
I noticed.
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