It seems like our date was set, but he didn’t say anything after that. I don’t want to give a simple Okay. I want to engage him in conversation. I want to keep texting him.

Me: Sounds perfect. I can always cook if you like, or we can go out.

I send the text and slide the phone into my purse before making my way back to the front of the bank where Harper is waiting for me.

“Let’s do this.” Harper does a little shuffle of her hips. “Let’s ...