Five
“Or… if you want… stay a bit longer and we’ll go straight to my apartment. Don’t worry, you can shower there and all that.”
“No… no, better come pick me up. Tonight will be clear… full moon,” I whisper, barely audible.
I notice Sam’s eyes widen in surprise. He looks nervous.
“Today… isn’t today March 19?” he stammers.
“No, sir… it’s the 20th.”
“Impossible!…” he mutters, jumping in his chair.
“I remembered something… will you teach me tomorrow? I have a very important commitment today,” I add, adjusting his tie as if suddenly suffocating.