Chapter Thirteen
Thursday, June 25, 2015
It’s been close to nineteen years since I’ve had a girlfriend. After we went for coffee and a bagel, we came back to my place, which is just around the corner, and Amy was coming out of the backyard. In that very moment, I felt bad that I could be with her, but wasn’t. It was comforting that Sam was there, and Amy didn’t see me alone with another girl. Deep down, I felt like she was out there hoping she’d run into me. She did, only I was with Sarah. Amy went back inside, and I became pensive about how it would be nice to see Amy soon. After Sarah left, I ran into Amy again and told her we should watch a movie sometime. I told her we could get some potato chips.
I had plans to go to that open mic church thing again when Sunday came, but I ran into
