“And then there’s the fact that I can still remember, in a way that’s unaccountably vivid, that kiss we shared.”
With these words, she explained to me why she wants to see me again, after having declined to for so long.
Only one problem: we’ve never met. See, she has me confused with someone else with whom she shared a kiss, the memory of which is unaccountably vivid.
I fessed up. I’m just not the kind of guy who can lie (any more). She recovered elegantly. She even called me “rakishly handsome” (on the basis of a couple of pictures we’d exchanged via e-mail). We chatted entertainingly. We’ll meet soon enough….