The people start cheering.
Tom leans over, and into my ear whispers, "Don't fall in love..."
He comes out onto the stage.
I get a kiss on my cheek, and another whisper; "Sorry if I do!"
And I am gone.
Just me and my smiling Josh Ritter.
Occasional (appreciated) interruptions from Thomas.
How I will miss you.
Come again soon.
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