11. Pathetic Polenta

The next day at work I was overwhelmed with self-doubt. I emailed Burton. I was fishing for some communication — an indication that he wanted to see me again. I wrote, “I want to make that polenta.” I probably sent that at 7am, so I wasn’t expecting an immediate response. And I didn’t get one….

10. Promising Polenta

The next day at work I was tortured with excitement. I wanted to see the boy who wanted to see me. I had forgotten what it was like to be so excited about someone that I got distracted at work. I was so smiley and spacey that one of my lunch ladies asked me if…