Misti
A couple of years went by and we would have lunch together, usually on Fridays and engage in small talk. It was enjoyable to have someone to talk with who was intelligent and interesting, as well as always willing to listen. She had been dating a plastic surgeon for the two years I had known her, but I could tell she wasn't really into him either. I could never put my finger on it, but I always knew there was something "different" about her. It was two days before my birthday and...