2 Chapter 2

“I don’t know.”

“I will be right back,” and she went into the kitchen to place the order.

Upon returning she said, “I think I know. I am finished with lunch at around two. Why do you not come here then, and we can talk about it?”

I nodded.

She said “Ciao” as I left.

I called my mother to tell her I was going to be in town for a few more hours. She didn’t ask why. My parents were more than happy about me being gay since they knew that was what I am, and I think they hoped I’d meet a nice Jewish girl somewhere along my travels, and Lenox was as good a spot as any, especially given all the families up for the holiday.

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Sofia was sitting in a chair on the porch when I arrived at about 2:10. Fall had begun to set in, and she wore a light blue sweater over her white blouse and black work-pants. I wore a pair of jeans with a blue blazer over a rose T-shirt. Before I sat, she said, “Let us walk.”

As we reached the sidewalk, she said, “I do not know your name.”