Chapter 4

Later, I saw Trinh for lunch. And during lunch, we again avoided any mention of Saturday night. But I couldn’t avoid it for much longer. So after we walked back to the middle of campus, I took her hand and led her to a nice spot on the lawn where we could be just far enough away from any eavesdroppers.

“So…Saturday night,” I stammered; “How did you feel about it?”

She immediately sensed my discomfort with both the evening and the subject.

“You didn’t like it?” she asked.

“Forget about me for right now,” I retorted; “how did you feel?”

“Well…,” she said as she tried to search...