In the afternoon, I went to visit Grace at her workplace. I needed to vent to someone about what had happened today with Hayden. I knew she would come up with some offhand comment that would make me laugh.

"Apple cider or cyanide?" Grace asked me.

I smiled and sat down in front of her.

"I suggested we hook up, and he said no," I told her.

Grace's mouth dropped open, then she furrowed her brow.

"I thought he was into you," she said.

I nodded.

"He wants us to have some kind of non-relationship. I just don't get it," I said.

Grace looked even more confused than I was....