C71 Farewell

"SO, YOU’RE finally letting her go," Abram said, seated comfortably, gnawing a cigar, with a drink in his hand—The Boss was doing the same.

The Boss said, "I have to," from the mentally opposite side. "It was her decision."

He brought to mind the day following their talk the evening after the celebratory party; she had called him to say she was seriously considering the offer