I felt myself smile as I grabbed for it, eyes scanning the message eagerly. 203-555-1919 Hey—it’s Teddy. From the park? I have your blanket. Would love to return it in person. ☺ I felt myself smile. It had worked. It was on. * * * “Class president, huh?” I asked as I stood next to Teddy on line for the Burger Hut, my favorite spot to eat in Manhattan. I had the neatly folded blanket in my bag and was wearing another new dress, one that I’d accessorized so I looked like I’d just stepped out of the J. Crew catalog. “Impressive.” “I don’t know about that,” he said as he smiled at me. He’d offered to come into the city and return the blanket in person. He’d claimed he had some forms to drop off at the organization that was running his summer volunteering trip. This might have been true, but I had a feeling he also wanted to see me in a place where he wouldn’t get caught by his girlfriend. “So what’s your platform?”
What do You think about Hallie Hath No Fury . . .?
