I smiled warmly at her as she approached me, her nervous energy putting me at ease. She started talking to me about how unicorns were her favourite, a...d how she loved the inflatable I was wearing. The exact words she and I used are lost to me as the alcohol took effect.“Can I borrow your unicorn?” she asked shyly as I smiled mischievously.“Sure you can, on the condition that when you return it you have a drink with me. And he is called Reginald.” She considered my condition before nodding, me. ’ she said. ‘Oh, don’t worry’ I replied We chatted on for a while as we drank our coffee. We discovered that we were almost exactly the same age, 38, within a few weeks of each other. I told her about my daughter, Stacey who was just turned 18 at the time. She told me that she was also divorced, but no children. Then she said she had given up on men long ago, just the occasional fling for fun now and then. So, I thought, perhaps she bats for both teams; though she gave no more indication then.. She knew how both her mother and Bobby felt about the baby. That had been an evolution too. When her mother first told her about it, she had broken down, crying. That had made it difficult for Jennifer to vent her own rage, which turned out to be a good thing, since that rage had cooled pretty quickly into something more manageable. Then, their long conversations about it had helped them both, until upset became acceptance. Somehow, acceptance had become hopeful anticipation, and then it was. ” Her recoil is visible, and makes me excited for where our arrangement would be heading.Our teacher starts the class by lecturing us on how poorly the class did, and warns everyone to study harder moving forward. As class ended he hands the tests back. First he hands me mine, I look at it, stunned. A 23/30. It turns out I’d misread a question and answered something it wasn’t asking for. Nervous, all I can do is wait as an emboldened Sarah smiles at my mark.Finally he hands hers back to her and.