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My heart lurched, sensing something I hadn’t anticipated. “I’m all ears.” I expected her to argue the idiom, but she didn’t. She seemed too nervous to point out the impossibility of being comprised solely of ears. “You are, by your own admission, somewhat of an expert at adapting to the unforeseen, and I am inept. I’d like to propose that you take the lead on decisions.” I stared at her, unblinking. “Do you think that’s something you’ll actually be able to do? Let me lead?” “Well, you did it so well at the club,” she joked wryly. “It’s true, I did. But this is different.” “I’m not saying it won’t come without its fair share of discussion. I need to be convinced. But you’re very convincing.” I chuffed a laugh. “You’re not wrong there either. But I’m not sure if you really want to giv
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