"Do you like taking charge?"
"Sometimes."
"Are you stubborn?"
"At times."
"Well you're certainly not naive."
"Uh, I think I am. Isn't everyone a little?"
"I'm not. I bet you're fearless."
"Depends on what's initiating the fear."
"Spiders? Men? Walmart?"
"Those aren't things to be fearful of."
"Boys?"
"Now there's a frightening thought."
At this point he scared me a little (and mind, this isn't word for word. I assure you I can't remember conversations this well, but I'm getting the basics).
"AHA!" He said, "my dear, you were born in the wrong month."
"Well I was supposed to be born in August..."
"That's not what I mean." Then he totally diverted and blurted, "so do you have a boyfriend? A girl as pretty as you HAS to have a boyfriend."
But I explained that I did not want one. "I've been there before and it's really nothing I want any time soon. This portion of my life is about bettering myself."
He nodded but I could tell he didn't understand.
I was about to say something to explain, when he said, "you've gotten your heart broken haven't you."
"You kind of have to have one for it to break." I said.
He shook his head and, to my surprise, took my hand (which was sweaty from holding the game case keys... Remember I'm at Walmart.) and he said, "There is no way you don't have a heart, young lady."
I honestly tried to end the conversation but he just kept talking about things, told me finally that his name was Don. (Retired mailman and Walmart employee... Anyway) somehow it came up thst i was LDS and we figured out his nephew was LDS and it was cool. I told him why i wasnt at school, and other things and finally he remembered he had to go. But he took my hand again and said, "I can hope that your boy is out there becoming a man so that he's worthy for you. He's out there somewhere. Bless your heart."
I went into the bathroom and cried.
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