These are delicate times “I haven’t been to the movies forever. That was fun. My side still hurts from laughing so much.” “Your side? I think I cracked a rib.” I pretended to bend over in pain. “It didn’t help that you almost choked to death on popcorn.” She laughed at my expense. “I was really just hoping I’d pass out and you’d give me mouth to mouth.” “No chance.” She lightly pushed my arm. “A man can try, right?” I smiled. She nodded. I stepped in closer to her as we walked side by side. I grabbed her hand, interlocking our fingers. To my surprise, she didn’t pull away. She just kept staring forward like she didn’t notice it. “So what’s next?” she asked. “Candle light dinner? Walk on the beach? Serenade?” I tried to hide my smile, but I couldn’t.
