TEN The next day, I wore the silver bangle that Jeff had given me. I was walking on air despite myself, and I even arrived at work a little earlier than usual. My desk was exactly the way I left it on Friday, except for the king-size bag of peanut M&Ms sitting on top of my keyboard.
I smiled to myself.
“What are you smiling at?” I heard Jeff say.
When I turned around to thank him, he was already so close to me I bumped into him.
We stood face to face for only a few seconds, but it felt like forever. I needed to move, but I couldn’t.
“I’m sorry,” he finally said, stepping back a little. He looked embarrassed, almost shy.
Before I could respond, Shirley walked in, carrying two bags and a box of donuts. She put the donuts on the table near Jeff’s office and walked over to my desk.
“Goo
