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The drive to the city was surprisingly peaceful.
For some reason, I found myself appreciating the simplicity of it. There was no urgent matter waiting for me to solve, no difficult conversation that needed to be handled carefully, and no reason for me to constantly think three steps ahead.
It was just Irene and me, driving to get a birthday gift for Helen. I was going shopping for the first time in a long time.
Irene had always been easy to talk to. She had a way of making conversations feel natural, even when the topic changed every few minutes.
The thing is... you never actually realize how much you miss Irene until she comes around.
For a while, we talked about different gift ideas for Helen, although most of Irene's suggestions ended with her immediately rejecting them herse
