“I guess she thinks I’m a nut case.”
“I explained to her that you were my girlfriend, and you were probably confused by discovering us together. She said she would like to meet you sometime.”
“Is that what I am?” she countered.
Attempting not to commit me any further, I changed the subject. “Where are you?”
“I’m down on the corner waiting for a bus.”
“How about coming back up here, and we’ll make the best of a bad situation.” Within five minutes, she was knocking on the door. I let her in, kissed her, and handed her a glass of wine. We sat on the sofa just staring at one another. It’s funny, but sometimes the silence can be more meaningful than a thousand words. As we were sitting there, I could feel my second wind coming on. I was rejuvenated. When we finished our wine, I took her by
