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I went on that date with Jack, although later than I'd initially promised. After some restorative sleep (I think Grandpa helped me a bit; with the headache I was having, I don't think I could have gone to sleep on my own), I woke up, my head still heavy, but with the intention of having some fun.
As I wasn't up to anything vigorous, we went for a late lunch/dinner in a steakhouse.
Jack had been courteous when he helped me go down the stairs, holding my shoulders, standing by my side, as I supported myself on the banisters, not looking down, as it made me feel dizzy. He also helped me all the way to the restaurant, helping me avoid all the obstacles in the way, as I walked. He wanted to order a cab, but I refused. I needed fresh air.
After ordering the food, we sat there, silently. I
