From Drama To Dream Come True
I’m not driving, and he’ll be too busy playing to get even a little tipsy.
"I’m not trying to ruin anything," I huffed. "I just wanted to have a nice dinner with you, since this is the only night of the month we get. I’m not asking that much, am I? " It was rhetorical really, because I didn’t want to hear any answer he might come up with. No matter what I said, he was going to take it wrong anyway. I decide to continue, "all I'm asking is for one night that feels like a date. One night, I get to feel like a woman, not just a mom. " My mouth is moving, and words are coming out. But it doesn’t matter. My words are going in one ear and out the other.
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