The “One” (Part II)
Joyce asked me out to meet this evening, before we got back to Eusoff Hall. She said she had been looking at the card I gave her, talked to her church friends about it, and wasn’t sure of what I’m trying to say. (Surely I wasn’t that obscure ? By her own admission, she said that her friends have told her that everything beyond a doubt pointed to the fact that I’m interested in her).
The conversation was awkward and (somehow) ended with a hug (which was also awkward since I don’t recall the last time I hugged my mother or grandmother).
Anyway, despite all the blundering, as of now, we are (somehow) attached.