Tuesday night he'd made a comment on his way out the door about loving the layout of our store; how it made him want to buy everything in sight. But then he forgot his umbrella... and seemed rather embarrassed to have to come back in after such a grand and flattering exit.
Wednesday we really started to talk. About Ohio and rhetoric and Highlights magazine. About Bret Easton Ellis and Fever Pitch and the trendy squares in Somerville. And then he said, "And you play the greatest music in this store."
And that was it. I was utterly crushed in the best possible way.
biggest kiss...
...kristen