She got the approval to leave; her team had her covered. My friend was going to be driving around, and he needed passengers. I guess you could say that we had a chaperone that day. I didn’t see it that way then. My buddy, who happens to be named Joe also, has a very strong personality. It was great because I could sit and watch how she reacted to the things he said. While I didn’t feel in control of the situation, I learned a lot that would come to play later. The more she talked, the more interested I got. I sat in the front seat and couldn’t look at her while she talked, but I promise she had my attention.
February 5 is a memory now, but it was the greatest day I had in a very long time, maybe ever. We drove through Port-au-Prince with only the purpose of sightseeing. Joe knew what was going on and assisted as only a good friend could.
His assistance managed to throw me for a loop. I genuinely had no idea with whom she had taken an interest. Joe’s personality lead conversations to a variety responses, with my mind swirling at the end. As an analyst at heart, I will pick apart every situation and look at it from every angle. For the life of me, I couldn’t get a solid read on her. I kept thinking about her reactions and answers. I thought she was giving me hints, but I didn’t want to look too far into something. I was so damned confused at this point; but I also knew already she had the ability to crush me.
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