KTV

"Don't worry, they'll love you", I said offering him a little encouragement.

"What?" The sound of the music had drowned out my words.

"I said they'll love you!"

He put his arm around me, and we watched 3 girls finish up their karaoke version of some song that was bad enough in it's original form. He squeezed a little tighter.

Oh shit. Does he think I said "I love you". It's obviously way too soon to say that. Well, he didn't say it back, so that's good. Or is it? What if he thinks I said it and he chose not to say it back? Now he thinks I'm way into him. Or...

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St. Oliver

I was on my Sunday morning train ride, skulking home from a Saturday night not spent at home with tousled hair and the feeling that everyone knew I was in the same clothes I was dancing in the night before. People were dressed well for a Sunday morning train ride. The people behind me talking about the way God led them to Moody Bible Institute. The people in front of me were carrying bibles. Everyone was going to church. I used to do that, I think. It seems foreign to me now. I didn't feel any of the guilt I always imagined the people in my shoes feeling when the roles were reversed. The only thing that ran through my mind was how I lived with a girl once who claimed that her beagle, Oliver, carried books for blind students at the Moody Bible Institute. The truth was much uglier. Oliver subsisted on a steady diet of Christian children.

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Shane and Carmen

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