I Asked My Neighbor What to Wear on a Date — She Looked at Me and Said, “Are You Blind? I Love You.”
Brooke held up the white one. “This one.” Mason nodded, relieved. “Yeah? You think so?” She folded the other two shirts over her arm with mechanical neatness, like her hands needed a task because the rest of her didn’t know what to do. “It makes you look honest,” she said. He laughed. “Good. I’d like…