The Bill Was a Warning

A Suspicious Silence

On the drive home, he rambled about his gym routine and his startup dreams. I nodded, but inside I was turning over every word. How much of this was rehearsed? How many women had heard the same speech?

At my door, he leaned closer. “Second date?”

I forced a polite smile. “I’ll text you.”

Digging for the Truth

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