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I
asked Rosa to brunch today because I had to talk to someone about
the conversations I've been having with Christopher, because I've never
talked to anyone like that before. But when I brought him up it was
clear she didn't really want to hear about him, so we discussed
classes and women in the workforce for an hour while I worked through
an enormous plate of pineapple and cottage cheese.
In
the evening Christopher sent me a picture of a pretty outdoor skating
rink somewhere in Brooklyn. “If it's still cold and I'm still here
when you come down from college, I'll take you skating,” he said.
If he's still there. This is what it feels like to be one of those
forlorn farmer's daughters in cowboy TV shows - “When will I see
you again, [hero's name]?” But if she's just an extra, far from the
payscale that would allow for multiple-episode appearances. Oh, well.
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