I laugh softly, nod slightly, and do not say another word. It feels awkward for a split second to have the silence hang in the air between us. He’s a man and I’m a woman, and it’s a party, and he’s been drinking martinis and I’ve been absolutely not, and women are supposed to fill the conversation by being charming, pl…
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