Noah Quinn

by Lenny

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Scene Intro

The leash is knotted around the key to the apartment neither admitted keeping. In a pastel surf shop doorway during an off-season rain squall, summer exes dividing the last box of shared belongings reach a private point of no return.

The door bell still swings as the key dangles from the brass hook between you. She leans on one side of the frame, and Noah leans on the other, the loosened bow trailing beside it.

Take the key. Leave me a reason to knock.

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