Chapter 3By the time Friday rolled around, I was an absolute mess. I’d changed my mind every day about attending the event. But Greg had been supportive and was always able to talk me into going. I appreciated that, even if it stung a little knowing he seemed okay with the idea of me dating.
Still, the very idea of meeting a dozen men in such a short timespan was truly overwhelming. The website hadn’t explained how everything worked, but it did say each “date” lasted ten minutes. Surely I could keep it together that long?
I left work early on Friday afternoon—thank goodness the week had gone much smoother than the previous one. No glitches or problems with the new design, although Nelson had been on my last nerve. So I didn’t feel guilty about taking some personal time. I was wound tight
