I shake my head. He’s older than me but I don’t know by how much, but this fact alone makes me judge his experience. I’m positive he’s had many girls fall in love with him and treated them all very kindly. While he ponders this, his face forming that far out look he gets when he’s thinking, I take a sip of my wine and stare out at the city and all the cars moving in the distance and the people on the sidewalk. If I shut one eye and put my finger in the right place it looks like I can squish all of them.
Published by Split Lip Magazine.