The Invitation to Dinner
She had said several times over the course of months that she wanted to invite me to dinner sometime, and I in reply would say, ‘Yes, yes.’ And smile, and go on with what we were doing hoping she would forget.
At the end of the course, on the last lesson, she repeated the offer adding, ‘I bet you won’t come!’ As if some kind of challenge to my independence and free thinking. And so I replied, ‘No, no, of course I will come’ trying not to offend. Silently telling myself to not worry, ‘It will never happen!’
But then, it did! She arranged the evening, and I ran out of excuses!