Wondering of Right and Wrong Jen and I happened to be taking Tae Kwon Do together when I was 14 years old. Our class was doing an exhibition at the town fair, and there being so little to do at that age, we spent the rest of the day walking up and down the aisles together, going from booth to booth. That was a great day, spending time with a girl that seemed to like me as much as I liked her. I knew how I felt must be wrong.

A while later, she stopped coming to class, and nearly ten years later, I happened to run into her at a bar. We chatted for a while nostalgically, now flirting over memories. The idea of getting together one day came up, and so I gave her my number. I fell asleep that night smiling, knowing I was right.

I had that same phone number for years after that, but it never rang from her call. And still to this day, I wonder.  ¶ 10:12 PM