“I am learning about subtext,” he said.
She raised an eyebrow. “You?”
“Yes, me.” he said, casually stretching. “It means the words say one thing, but there’s a more important meaning hidden between the lines.”
She watched him. “Subtext sounds so… interesting,” she said, uncrossing her legs.
He sat next to her. “It can be tricky,” he said, looking into her eyes. “But we could practice… together.”
She threw back her head, and took his kiss.
This is manageable. Far better than some semesters.
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Representing the Humanities at Accepted Students Day.
The daughter opens another show. This weekend only.