Rolling her eyes, Sally says, “You know, I don’t think you’re as bitter and indifferent as you claim to be. There’s a real human being in there, someone who needs to be loved and to give love. You need to let him out. Tonight, maybe?” Her innocent look isn’t working.
Feeling put upon, I respond, “Whatever. Look, I’ll be there, but I’m not making any promises, okay?” Turning back to my computer, I bring up my email and check for any more last minute fires to put out. There’s no one out there for me, and that’s the end of it.
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Riding home on my bicycle, Sally’s words come back to me. I don’t think you’re as bitter and indifferent as you claim to be. There’s a real human being in there, someone who needs to be loved…