If He Likes You, He’ll Call You
“Hey, Nora. It’s Gwen.” Gwen’s cheerful voice came through the phone.
“Oh, hi Gwen.”
“I hope I’m not bothering you.”
“Not at all. I was just about to make breakfast.”
“Oh, you just woke up?”
“Yes.”
“Forgive me, but I couldn’t resist calling to hear about your date, because my own date isn’t very interesting.”
“I have nothing to tell you. We just sailed on Max Carusso’s yacht and had dinner at Baccarat.”
“Oh, it’s amazing! Let’s meet up for lunch today. You can spill all the details.”
Nora hesitated for a moment, but then realized she had nothing to lose. “Sure. Where should we meet?”
“How about Savor and Sip Cafe? Around 12.30?”
“Sure, Gwen. See you then.” Nora agreed.
After breakfast, Nora sat alone on her old sofa in her barely lit apartme
