Finding Dr. Right

“It was not a date.” Catherine didn’t even bother to look at Brian. His snort of laughter told her he knew better but she ignored him anyway.

“Okay, so it wasn’t a date. But how did it go?”

“It didn’t.”

“What do you mean, ‘it didn’t’? He took you out, right?”

Catherine sighed, knowing he wouldn’t give up until she told him the whole embarrassing truth. She leaned back in her chair, took a deep breath and let the words fall in a rush. “We went out. Not a date. I hit his knee, fell on him, cried on him, he dropped me off at my car. End of night, end of story.”