*Claire*
For one reason or another, I feel incredibly nervous. Is it because I haven't met a lot of Nathaniel's friends? Is it because I know he is on edge after losing such a close friend? Is it because it is another woman who is meeting him?
I do not think I have ever been the jealous type nor have I ever really been shy. Still, it feels like there is some kind of unspoken tension in the air around me.
Not wanting to worry Nathaniel, I occupy myself in getting the house ready for our guest. I make sure the refrigerator is stocked with food for both of us and not just one of us—namely me. I make sure there are clean towels, no dust on the top of the door frames, and I even fluff the pillows, letting myself take out a little bit of anxiety on them.
I must be putting out some extreme
