Story of my life

Chapter 12

Three full days passed after that fateful encounter,

and the little note Matthew had left for me

remained tucked away inside my wallet. I certainly

wasn’t following any rule on how many days to

wait before calling a guy; rather, I was feeling

pretty terrible about calling him at ALL, given my

still VERY freshly single status. My ex-boyfriend

hadn’t even moved out of our house yet, and

although I remained fully aware of that note and

secretly wanted to call the number on it, I

refrained. It just seemed so wrong to be having

thoughts about another guy so soon.

Then, on the afternoon of the fourth day, I went to

work and, as I clocked in on the register, I noticed

a bright blue, folded sticky note with my name on

it taped to the window beside me. I pulled it off

and opened it, and there was Matthew’s name and

number again, but this time in the handwriting of

one the hostesses who answers the phone.