Transformed into Thursday night, she rides her bike in heels to find her evening’s niche carved into a bar and a double date.
She has a harder time hiding her daylight self than her companions. Their eager to crack into detachment, but she lingers just long enough to appease me (and just quick enough to appease them).
Public Health, immigrated from Hungry, likes cooking soup, Mother’s an American liaison for a European magazine, just out of a bad relationship…
She answers my questions like she’s taking a test, offers a professional exchange of email, and tends to her appropriate indulgences.
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