"Sure, Mrs. Adams," you say, smiling brightly. "I think that'd be fun."
"Please, call me Terry," Mrs. Adams replies, patting your hand. "I mean, if we're out and about, calling me Mrs. Adams sounds a bit too formal."
Terry writes down a phone number on the envelope that holds your paycheck. Next to it, she writes her name and her address.
"I've got a bit more work to do here, but give me a call later tonight and we'll get going." Terry favors you with a final smile, and a lingering gaze, before returning to her paperwork.
With a light feeling in your step, you leave the house and begin the long walk back to the Tower. The Tower is your dormitory, a classic women's tower, with no men allowed. The walk is long, and when you arrive you immediately look through your closet for something to wear tonight.
After much deliberation and thought, you finally settle on a pair of jeans and a nice top. Nothing too fancy, but something you feel comfortable and look nice in. Patiently, you sit down to read a book for a while.
The time goes slowly, but at about six you figure it's about time to give Terry a call. After dialing the number, you wait only a few seconds before she answers.
"Hello?"
"Terry" You ask.
"Yeah! Hi! I was wondering when you were going to call. I'm ready to go whenever you are."
"Great," You respond, "So, what's the plan?
"Well, I'm wondering if you would like to go out, or come over to my place for a nice dinner and a thank you. Either way, I really want to show you this interesting book I found in the house today." |