#4: Together Seven Years Apart

Memoir - Week 4

Casual glances and shy smiles at each other gave me confidence to push through the universal boy-meets-girl awkwardness.

I have to talk to her. I’m going to talk to her. 

“Hi, how’s your night been?”

“It’s been good, thanks”, she said with an American accent.

An American accent! – even better; a different species in this little pond here tonight.

“I’m Julian”

“I’m Air ren and this is my friend, Carol”

Air ren? I honestly couldn’t make out her reply. The combination of my residual nervousness and her accent had scrunched up what she had said. 

“Sorry, how do you spell that?”

“E, r, i, n”, she said.

“Oh, Erin, sorry! Hi, nice to meet you”

You idiot, you just made her spell out her name to you. Okay, salvage mode now. Keep this ball rolling – acknowledge Carol and keep chatting.