I open the passenger door so Ande can slide into my sports car and shut the door behind her. As I round the front of my car, I’m hoping I don’t offend her with the questions I intend to ask, but as I open my door, my phone chirps with a text message. I pull it out to deal with that so there’ll be no other interruptions during our conversation. I assume it’s my parents texting to tell me good game, but then I see the name on the screen.
York: Just a friendly reminder that I’m coming into town.
I completely forgot I have to nip that in the ass. Now that Ande is back in my life, I have no interest in seeing her again, which I’ve tried to make clear every time she’s texted me since I saw Ande in that grocery store. I’ve been trying to be polite without being rude, so I try to continue on the
