#Chapter 36: A Hopeful Effort

Abby My fingers tap anxiously against the table as I dial Adam’s number. After a few rings, his voice, smooth and deep, answers. “Hello?” “Adam,” I start, trying to steady my voice, “It’s me.” There’s a slight pause on the other end. “Hey, Abbs. What’s up?” I take a deep breath. “I’ve been thinking ever since what happened the other night... we’ve been so caught up lately with everything, and I thought maybe we could have a candlelit dinner tomorrow night. Just the two of us. No distractions.” Another pause. Then, a soft chuckle comes through. “Sounds... unexpected. But I’m in. Why not?” The relief is immediate, but I need more assurance. Adam has been late or flaked on me way too many times for me to take his initial word for it. “You promise you’ll be there? Eight o’clock?” There’s a sigh from the other end. “Abby, you know I’m always busy, but if you want this, then yes, I promise. I’ll be there.” “But Adam,” I say, my voice quivering