Calendar Girl

“I don’t feel like going out to dinner tonight. Maybe tomorrow.”

Josh stood there for a moment with his mouth open, and Melinda noticed his face begin to flush. He didn’t seem angry, just shaken.

You don’t get this upset just because someone doesn’t want to go to dinner, she thought.

‘You’ve got to go. I mean, I planned it,” he said softly.

Unconsciously, like a child reaching for a favorite blanket, he grabbed the date book behind him without turning, clutched it to his chest, fumbled with it.

“I’m sorry honey, but not tonight, OK?”





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