June 2, 2009.
“Good God, Stephen. That sounds horrible,” Molly said.
Stephen had stopped by GreeneSmart to see her on his way into work. He realized only after he’d begun telling her about his first day that everyone might not see it in the same light he did. “No, no. It wasn’t horrible, it was amazing. I can’t believe how much we did in one day.”
“You’re worse than I am. I’ve lost you to Ubatoo, haven’t I? We’re never going to see each other, are we?” Molly said, enjoying her dramatic words and exaggerated swoons.
“We’ll see each other all the time. We’re moving in together on Sunday. I know you haven’t forgotten that!” Stephen replied happily.
She stopped laughing too quickly.
She took his hand in hers timidly. “No, I haven’t forgotten.” ...