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Avery

... that). I pulled the receipt with Avery’s number on it and was about to call when I decided that it might be better to just go see her in person. So I got in my newly acquired car and drove to where she worked. As it turned out, I got there just as the restaurant was starting to serve dinner. Avery was about to leave when I walked in the door. She was surprised to see me and, even though I was there to see her, I was surprised to see her—mostly I was surprised to see her leaving. We both said ‘oh, hey’ at the same time. “I just dropped by to ask you if there is anything you don’t or can’t eat. I am making reservations for Saturday and I don’t want to mess it up by taking somewhere you can’t eat.” With a teasing tone she said, “I thought I told you I was washing my hair Saturday…” “True—you did say that. But I thought if you finished early and needed something else to do, maybe we could go out.” “I see. If we went out, what time would my hair need to be dry by?” “Do you think it will be dry by 6:00? Because if it isn’t dry by that time, I can wait longer.” “I think it will be dry by 5:00, actually. And I need be home by 11:00; I have to work breakfast the next morning so…” “I said, “Say no more: I promise to have you home on time.” Avery was smiling just as wide as I knew I was and that made me feel really good. She said to text her Saturday and she would send me her address. I said that I would and we parted ways for the night. I went back to my apartment for reasons I didn’t ...

... fully understand. It just seemed to make sense. I suppose if I was going to make it believable that I had been living there, I should probably be familiar with where all of the light switches are and all of the other miscellaneous oddities of the place. It wouldn’t look right if I was trying to figure out how to use the ice maker in the refrigerator or how the shower knobs work. The rest of the week seemed to pass unusually slowly, but Saturday finally arrived and I was beside myself in anticipation. It took a lot of self control not to text her for her address first thing in the morning; I waited until shortly after noon so that I wouldn’t look like a panting dog. I kept the text simple; saying ‘I’m looking forward to tonight. Please send your address when you get a moment and I’ll see you at 5.’ Within just a few moments of sending the text, I had a reply from Avery saying ‘can’t wait!’ followed by her address. I started getting ready for the most anticipated date of my life. I knew that this could be a onetime thing; she could be just going out with me out of curiosity, so I wanted to make it count. I left early enough so that I would be able to find her place by 4:30. I didn’t show up at 4:30: rather, I just drove around for a bit until it was nearly 5:00. But I did that just in case there were any problems with finding it, I’d be able to call for better directions than what the internet provided and still be on time. A few minutes before 5:00 I was parked in front of her ...