CHAPTER 32

It is a real date? It is not a real date?"

Those were the only thoughts that raced through my mind as i plucked leaf after leaf of a branch I had picked up on my way from work.

I clearly remembered Russell saying it was a date, but i couldn't tell if he meant we were going in a date luke a friendly or if he meant we were going on a date date, like a romantic candles and flowers kind of date. I really hope It was the latter but that didn't make my choice any easier. It was all so confusing and since i had already run out of leaves to pluck, i had to find a different means to sort out my predicament.

This was one of those moments when i actually wished i had many friends. A quick text to the chatroom and there woukd be answers to all my questions already waiting. Unfortunately for me though, all my friends kind of drifted away and with the whole baby in the way fiasco, I wasn't exactly making any efforts to keep them.

The friends I had throughout college were the ones who encouraged