I have to admit, I listened at Simone's door for a while before I knocked but I couldn't make anything out above the background noise of the radio. I knocked and called her name and she invited me in. She was sitting on her bed reading. I asked if she would like to go to the pictures that evening and her face lit up at the suggestion. We briefly discussed what to see and settled on a walk into town to the small art-house cinema. I asked her out because I thought that having unburdened herself to me as she had done, I needed to show some trust back to...