Chapter 8
“First date nerves?” The waitress asks as Chris fiddles with his napkin.
Chris smiles “No, five-year anniversary actually, but I still get nervous he won’t show up.”
The waitress laughs. “That’s adorable. What do they look like? I’ll keep an eye out for them.”
“He’s just dyed his hair fire engine red and shaved both sides, so he’s gorgeous.” Chris sighs. Over the years he’s come to love the smell of fresh hair dye because it makes him think of Jamie who he declared his love for two months into dating after a football game he lost. It had slipped out when Jamie was trying to cheer him up and Chris had explained he didn’t need to be made happy, because he was just because Jamie was there with him cleaning grease paint and mud off his face before he got the shower.
“I think tha
