Nora Ainsworth lowered her head. "Actually, I was meaning to tell you... I want to leave tomorrow. I'm pretty much healed now. Let's end it here."
Quentin Grant was stunned. "You're leaving tomorrow?"
Nora Ainsworth nodded. "That's the plan. I have the bonus my boss gave me, and it's a lot of money. I can hold off on finding a job for now. I want to go back and finish school. I'll figure out what's next after I graduate."
"If that's the case, then fine, leave tomorrow. But... once you've spread your wings and flown the coop, I won't be able to get my hands on you anymore. So tonight, I absolutely must have you one last time. Consider it a... testament to your send-off."
Nora Ainsworth rolled her eyes. "We could probably skip that 'testament'."
"That won't do. We should part on good terms. The next time we meet, we'll really be like strangers. You won't get to enjoy this little perk anymore. Besides, you've been with me for so long. You should remember this feeling."
