CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
By noon, Gabe had changed his mind, convinced he could never live up to Charley’s expectations no matter how hard he tried. I’m a clumsy clod, struggling through my classes. Some days work out fine; others, not so much. What can I do about it? Nothing. He tucked the earlier conversation with his angel away in a corner of his mind and concentrated on having a pleasant lunch with Andy.
He sighed. “I can’t believe it. Lunch. Together. The two of us. Well, not counting the rest of the students gobbling down their food. Forget them. Think only of Andy.” His stomach flip-flopped as he pictured her smile, which brought another concern to mind. “Oh, my gosh! What shall we talk about? Ugh. Okay, no problem. I’ll follow her lead. Whatever she wants to discuss. I hope I can add
