He Asked Me To Dress “Appropriately” For Dinner—Without Knowing Who I Was

then paused and looked at me with a slight smile. “Should we split this one?”

“I think that would be appropriate,” I agreed.

We each contributed our half, and as we stood to leave, Catherine touched my arm.

“Thank you,” she said quietly.

“For what?”

“For giving us a chance to be better than we were. For not writing us off after that first night. For being continue reading …