I Got A Call from Winston!

Hi, Everybody!

 

So, a full week has passed since I last spoke to y’all, and we have officially entered Week Nine of my internship at Carter Elementary. And there’s no surprises here, folks—much like the first eight weeks, the little kindergarteners did not disappoint me. At the same time, they wore a sista completely out, so much so, that I decided to take all of last week off. That’s right, y’all—I think I used every ounce of my energy… hell, about an hour ago, I walked into the house, and I just dropped all my stuff on the living room floor and collapsed in a heap onto the couch. I just lay there and listened to the sounds of the peaceful tranquility that is known as my neighborhood.

 

Maybe fifteen minutes later, the phone rang. I mustered up enough strength to answer it, and I’m glad I did—it was Winston, the guy who makes my turkey bacon avocado sandwich! Just like that, I perked up as if I was given a double dose of Vitamin B12, then we set up our plans for our date this Saturday.

 

“I just got on break, and I decided to give you a call,” he said. “I know it’s not the traditional way of calling…”

 

“But the bottom line is, you called,” I smiled. “And you’ll have to forgive me, Winston, because I surely forgot that I gave you my number.”

 

“Now, Miss Natasha—you’re too young to be forgetting things,” he chuckled.

 

In any event, Winston asked me if I had a specific place in mind for our date this Friday, and I told him that I didn’t have any preference. I did mention that I hadn’t gone bowling in a minute, to which he enthusiastically declared: “Well, bowling it is, then! I’ll keep in contact with you throughout the week, and I promise you that we’re gonna have a grand ol’ time.”

 

Now, I’m not gonna lie to y’all—I never thought that I would get this excited about a date ever again. I know it’s only Monday and I’ve got to get through the rest of this week, but I am really looking forward to my date with Winston this Saturday. At the same time, I’m a little nervous, and I’m also a little leery. Yes, I am aware that I cannot punish Winston for the way that some other jackass mistreated me, but at the same time, I cannot help but to be very protective of my heart.

 

I’ll definitely keep y’all posted, but until next time, continue to pray for a sista.

 

 

Hugs & Kisses,

Natasha