After I Do
“We watch a lot of reality television, and then I read magazines until noon.
I start to call Rachel to tell her that I’ve agreed to a blind date tonight, but as I dial her, my phone starts ringing at the same time. The dialing and ringing all at once knock me for a loop, and I manage to hang up on everyone after somehow leaving a voice mail of myself going, “Uh, what? Wait, Ah!” for Rachel.
Just as I go to check my missed calls to see who called, it rings again, and I answer. “Hello?”
“Lauren?”
“Yeah.”
“Hi, it’s David.”
I’m nervous. The good kind. I remember this kind. It doesn’t feel exactly like butterflies in your stomach. It’s more like hummingbirds in your chest. Either image, though, taken literally, is entirely frightening. “Oh, hey, David,” I say, “How are you?”
His voice is friendly and calming.
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