The Balcony
Life continued moving quickly.
Coursework still demanded my attention, but I was adapting.
There was always something to do.
An assignment.
A group discussion.
A test.
A lecture.
And then there was her.
Our conversations continued.
We became more comfortable with each other.
What had started with me nervously asking for a phone number was becoming something deeper.
One fine weekend, I asked my girl if she would go on a date with me.
She agreed.
I was excited.
I planned a comfortable day and looked forward to spending time with her...