How Do I Know
(This one’s for you, baby. I love you.) * How will I know, I asked my Momma. You’ll know, she said. That was when I was a lot younger. You, you did me a favor. It was a small thing for you. It was a big thing for me. I’d made a mistake at work and you caught it before it made it to the boss. I could have lost my job. You helped me fix it and I told you I would do anything you wanted out of gratitude. Like anything a woman tells a man she’s interested in, my declaration was a test. I...