“Will you come to my shows if I play these?” she asked, glancing at the track list. She didn’t tell him she’d already seen him at a show and he didn’t tell her he’d already been.
“If you want me to,” Kenneth said. Although once was probably more than enough.
“Sometime in the next week or two.” She put the CD in her bag, noticing he’d put some thought into the cover design.
“How are classes?” he asked, changing the subject.
He nodded. Good for her.
“But not lately,” she continued. “I failed my last exam.”
“Why?” Kenneth asked, surprised.
“Maybe I’m too tired,” she guessed. “Even though I’m on the part-time track.”
“Would you go full-time, if you could?” he asked.
“I don’t entertain fantasies.” She said, coolly. Kenneth backed off.
“Well,” she smiled, “not those kind anyway.” He smiled in return, but resisted her bait.
“What would you change about your life, if you could?” she challenged.
“I don’t know,” he said, taken off-guard.
“Sure you do.”
“I’d have a woman,” he said after a few moments. “Who called me and wanted me to call her.”