Melody
I"m more nervous than I should be waiting outside Pixie Cups for Josh to arrive. I"m not sure precisely what made me ask him for a coffee, but it felt like the right thing to do at the time.
Though maybe he"ll have decided differently and just not show up.
As if summoned by my thoughts, he appears down the street and raises a hand in greeting. I smile and wave back, running through all of the sign language I can remember in my head as I do. It came back to me surprisingly easily earlier, but I"m worried that won"t last since I haven"t used it in a few months.
"Hey," I sign with a wide smile.
"Hey,""Hi." He returns my greeting with the same amount of enthusiasm, which is nice, even if we"ve only just met.
"Hi""Ready to go in?" I ask. "And do you still want a hot chocolate?"
"R
