Greg considered the challenge. He’d never really imagined himself just walking along with Jessica Baxter. Of all the things he’d ever imagined with her, he’d never thought of something so simple.
He did wish he hadn’t blurted out that she was the one he was crazy about, but it was truth and it was out there. He remembered Chef Manuel telling him, “Once you break the damned egg, let it go and move on.” So, he’d said it. No taking it back.
The other thing he’d never expected from Jessica Baxter was the amount of distress she was showing. He’d always been attracted to her simple confidence. She’d walked down a high school hallway with an ease of passage, without tipping over into her being some kind of a queen bee. It was the same way she wrote. He had an online search alert that kicked him
