Since I wanted to have a long, calm conversation with Jack, I invited him to go out on Saturday afternoon — to a quiet cafe near the park where we occupied a table outside. There was nobody in the surrounding tables — it was too cold for most people.
As a student, I'd learned to dress up to heat myself, rather than use heating — gas is quite expensive. So I was well dressed, and not feeling any cold as I was sitting on the padded chair.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Jack asked as he took a sip out of his coffee.
I grabbed my cup of tea with both hands, enjoying the heat that permeated my fingers.
"You know what," I said. "Or rather, whom. Us. I wanted to talk about us."
He nodded.
"I just wondered," he said. "After Wednesday's dinner, things were weird."
"We'll discuss you
