THE NEXT DAY, I WENT to the grocery store, then did laundry and cleaned my condo. Willing to do anything that would keep me from thinking about my second first real date with Jack, I didn’t even mind scrubbing the bathroom.
My blue sleeveless dress was pressed and hanging on my bedroom door. Devotion was right when we had shopped for it; it did bring out my eyes. Not quite indigo, but almost. Damning Aunt Tully’s opinions, I’d already selected heeled sandals and a long beaded necklace with matching earrings.
“Hair up or down?” I asked my mirror. I finally twisted my hair up behind my head. Well, it was going to be warm tonight anyway. I might as well be comfortable.
At four o’clock, I took my shower, and started getting ready. By five, I was stepping into my heels, and then taking them
