Kimbra
Tuesday and Wednesday pass without my seeing Duncan. I haven't looked for him, but nevertheless, I haven't seen him. Reasonable deduction would assume that means he hasn't looked for me either. I have to wonder if he still wants to be my plus-one.
Doubt is a sneaky little thing. It claws inside the smallest of places, setting up house until it's comfortable enough to make its move and slither seamlessly into a usually confident person's subconscious.
On Wednesday night, as soon as I get home, I go straight to Shana's room. The entire ride home I debated calling Mr. Willis and canceling, calling my mom and confessing, and spending the entire weekend reminiscing with Indiana's shoe king. Who knows, maybe he can get me a discount on some kick-ass heels?
As I turn the corner to en
