I press a kiss to her forehead.“Feel better.”
“Thanks.”She sighs, then spins around and walks into the house.
The door slams shut, leaving me with a heart-sinking realization.I don’t know her name or her number.
As I step off the porch, something inside crashes.
In a second, I’m back at the door with my ear pressed against it.
There’s shuffling, and then she hollers, “Bottle caps!”
Bottle caps?I’m thinking that’s not her name.It’s probably what caused the noise.
That’s a topic we can cover tomorrow night.