Work of Fiction - Part II
I met her three years ago. We hit it off on the wrong foot immediately. It turned out that we already had sixteen or seventeen mutual friends between us, but that certainly changed over time. I think it was a misunderstanding on her part that set us off. From what I had gathered over the last three years, she thought I was hitting on her, whereas I had not yet developed an attraction to anyone. She quickly turned two of our friends against me, and I did likewise. Of course, this was nothing compared to what would happen that spring.