Chapter 7“You should have seen what was going through my head as I was driving over here yesterday,” she giggled. “I was making up all kinds of plans about how to tell you my feelings about you. But as soon as I saw you, all my plans fell right outta my head and I felt like a schoolgirl trying wrangle a date with the school’s football star.”
“I don’t know, I think you did a pretty good job,” I said.
“Oh yeah, breaking down and crying all over the place; that’s really the mature thing to do, that’s the adult way to handle things,” she replied, her face glowing bright red. “I was ashamed of myself and greatly disappointed that I wasn’t able to deal with telling you the truth any better than that.”
“I thought you did a wonderful job of expressing yourself, but next time, try it without the
