"Tom suggested, "It'd be good if one of us and one of the girls came back together, now and then. Or even two and two."Thanks, guys," Anne said. "I ha...e this, but we have to be sure Ms. Grundy is kept happy." Who's Ms. Grundy?" asked Mary.The others laughed. Anne said, "I guess she doesn't live in Colorado. That's what we call the nasty bitch in every community who imagines the worst of everyone and tells the world about how you've done all the sinful things you wish you'd thought of." Oh,". Every now and then you should feel glad when youhave an opportunity to give something back."Oh God, it was going to be something really unpleasant! I softenedmy voice so she'd think I repented my honesty. "Yes Mom, ofcourse. I'm grateful. I'll be glad to do a favor for AuntieTrace. Anything. What?" Well, you know Donald, her second husband's son, he's juststarting at Webster this year? You remember him? Your cousin bymarriage? Or whatever he is?"I tried not to remember him, and failed.. “If a woman, any woman too, asked you out would you say yes?” “Huh, pardon me?” he said. She repeated herself and he hesitantly nodded and said yes, maybe. She smiled with a little more confidence in her demeanor. “Uhhh like me for instance” which immediately shocked him. “If I asked you out would you say yes? Would you go out with me Lucas?” Still stunned by her question he stared at his visitor. Yes, he always liked her, but she was the boss’ wife. He always enjoyed her company but she was. “Kait, I have to go. Either go to the dance by yourself or don’t go at all. I really don’t care.” With those words, he hung up the phone. This sucked a ton of shit. Here was a big dance at my school, all my friends and their boyfriends were going to be there and my boyfriend refused to go. Life is just not fair. A few minutes later, I sent him a text message that read, “if you’re not going to take me to the dance, I’ll go by myself.” He didn’t reply. The next day, my parents gave me money to.
Read MoreWhat happened?”Honesty seemed a good policy. “You happened. I’m Bob Taylor.”Her handshake was firm, her brown eyes met mine. Her smirk was sub
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