he has no idea, nor does she
too young to know
unconsciously he shifts his chair towards hers
like an ocean wave drawn to the shore in the late afternoon sun
in his nervousness he jerks
knocking his iced coffee onto her pants
a long pause, terror in his heart
she laughs
he promises to take her home to change pants,
go to the laundry to wash her jeans
for now, it's a path
they will make it up as they go along
just like the rest of us.
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