On New Grounds

Twenty minutes of nothing but rumbling across long rattling tracks… that's apparently how long Amanda could go cold turkey with my absence, and yes, I was keeping track - pun definitely intended.

Honestly, I was sure it'd take at least an hour before I felt my jeans buzzing again, but nevertheless, her first, <<I miss you~>> and a selfie of her blowing a kiss still succeeded in planting a huge smirk across my face. 

Something Sammy took a keen interest in right away, as she came bashing shoulder-to-shoulder at my left, practicing mushing her eyes all over my phone. 

"My girlfriend, not yours," I said, pulling the sheen from out her eyes as I swiftly pocketed it away from sight. "Go find your own love story if you're really that interested."

She gave a bratty spout, scooting back to her seat. "Says the guy with the seven billion girlfriends… how's my love story ever supposed to match up with yours?"