1st Date

Jerome had sent me a text message asking me out yesterday, and now he was in his driveway waiting for me. I took one last nervous look in the mirror and headed for his car where I found him looking at his teeth in the rearview mirror. I thought we were going to a party, but instead we just drove around for a few hours, ending at a railroad trestle at the edge of town. We sat on the deserted tracks and sipped something nasty from his flask, swapping stories about our friends.

When it was time to go, he did the sweetest thing - he reached down and grabbed my hand and gently pulled me up, then kissed me on the cheek and brought me home.