Perhaps inviting her to eat wasn’t the smartest thing that I could have done. But it was what had needed to be done in order to get her to drop the topic that she was gnawing at like a wild dog. But now, taking in the length of time that it was taking her to actually finish eating, I wished that I was somehow able to take back my invitation.
“Is there anything that you have on your agenda? Something that might not have been on there before?”
I didn’t need to ask her anything—I could have stood up and went about my business without thinking twice about it. So, why did I suddenly decide that I was going to have an entire conversation with her, when it was the last thing that I wanted to do? Perhaps I was more willing to spend time with her than I was willing to admit. It was the only expl
