Boring
As the days passed by, I began to feel worse and worse about how being with his family had gone. The night seemed like a failure to me. Despite knowing better, a part of me had high hopes of waltzing in and charming them all with my beauty, my grace, my good manners and my wonderful personality. Instead, I was boring. Boring, weird Nancy Reed who could barely even form a sentence. I had let both myself and Eddie down. It made me feel awful about myself. Especially because his father didn’t like me. Perhaps I had just forgotten how to interact with a father. It seemed like so long since I had seen my own, I couldn’t even remember what it was like to have someone around with that kind of presence. I just wanted them to like me. I had walked in there with the best of intentions and it had
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