After putting Heaven to bed, I took a quick shower and returned to the parlor.
Sleep refused to come. I leaned back on the couch and replayed the evening in my mind.
The date had been a disaster. I should have let her finish what she was trying to say. Why had I interrupted her? That single moment had changed the entire atmosphere between us. Then again, who discusses spirit spouses on a first date? The evening was supposed to be about getting to know each other—not spiritual warfare.
I sighed.
The only sensible thing to do was apologize for how the evening had ended and invite her out again.
Yes, I thought. I'll make it up to her.
With that decision made, I reached for Alexander BusyBrain's Talent – The Bomb. Hoping to distract myself, I immersed myself in its pages, eagerly devouring the wisdom of the gifted author.
