I practiced over and over again saying some words really softly and quietly. I kept checking with mum to see what she thought. “Do you really think I can do this mum and get away with it?” In my head I didn’t even want to have to have to try and get away with it. But I had to.
The night before Saturday arrived. This was it. Tomorrow I would be going on my first date.
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