An hour later, I have a confirmed date with Malachi Tuesday night.
Alexis was more than happy to play match maker and sent me Malachis cell phone number. He was quick to respond when I sent him a text asking if he was still interested in hanging out sometime. We agreed to meet Tuesday night at Rio Bravo, a local Mexican restaurant.
Glancing around the living room where I sit on the couch, I realize it’s getting darker in the room as the sun begins to set. Stomach growling, I go into the kitchen to figure out something to eat. I make a couple of sandwiches, grab a large bag of chips, and a bottle of water before going onto my front porch to eat and enjoy some fresh air. The smell of the food makes my mouth water as I walk.
Stepping out onto the porch, my eyes wonder to below my bedroo
