Dad never said that. And if I thought you were, you wouldn’t be sitting in this truck. So what’s in the bag?”“That dress you liked last night. I thought I’d wear it again. You don’t mind, do you? I don’t have much of a wardrobe.”“You can if you want, but where are you gonna change?”“Same place you are going to change. Your room.”“Huh?!?” I blurted.“We’ll go to the hotel, and when it’s time to go, one of us will use the bathroom to change. Privacy.”“If you say so,” I replied. I regarded the creature next to me. She still had that rounded face and upturned nose that made her so ridiculously cute when she was a kid. Now she had a blush on her cheeks, accenting those pale blue eyes.“What are you listening to?” she said, turning the volume back up on the sound system.“Mozart.”“Good stuff. I listen to everything, you know, but come on, you can’t beat this. What is that?”“THE clarinet concerto.”“Yeah, see, that’s what I like. He’s supposed to be doing a clarinet concerto, and the whole. I finished the cold coffee, I needed the caffeine, and headed back to the mall. I began to wish I had not met her, I could have continued my life as it was, uncomplicated, but I had met her though and I was glad I had met her. Even if I never saw her again, and that would hurt like hell, I had experienced something special. "Oh please," I told myself, "Just stop thinking!"But I couldn't stop and my head was pounding now and my temples were throbbing, I had to do something. Back in the mall I window shopped but it didn't help. I looked at clothes, house wares, toys but saw nothing and all I heard was my own voice full of doubts and fears but, after what seemed an eternity it was time to meet her. I was a nervous wreck now, convinced it was over. Sam would realise she had made a mistake and that she only really liked men, so that would be it then, 'Hi, Anna, Goodbye Anna.' I felt sick. And then, she was there. "Hi, Anna." "Sam," I whispered. My mouth and throat so dry I could hardly.
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