Chapter 11
The next afternoon Tara stopped by before girls’ night. “Men suck,” she announced when she walked in. “I’m starting to think you have the right idea with avoiding dating.”
“I have a date Thursday night,” I blurted.
“What! With Graham?”
I nodded. “I’m starting to get a complex though. I’ve asked him out both times.”
“Both times? Wait, what did I miss?”
I relayed what happened the week before with the bookshelf. Tara oohed and aahed over it appropriately, gushing about how sweet he was. Then I told her about dinner and my freak out.
“And he showed up again?”
“I know. I thought I’d never see him after that one. But yeah, and then he threatened Brett.”
“Good for him. I knew I liked him. No more flipping out, okay?”
“Yes, mom.”
Tara laughed. “Maybe I need to hang around he
