Ezra looked at the message for a long moment. And the little square where he could've typed his message.
But then he decided against one. They'd handled business as far as it could be handled right. Going in any other conversational direction felt like tempting fate or luck or any other fickle force of the universe.
no subject
Fine, Ezra got a period.
no subject
But then he decided against one. They'd handled business as far as it could be handled right. Going in any other conversational direction felt like tempting fate or luck or any other fickle force of the universe.
So he didn't.