He might remember your face, but he will not remember your name.”
Rachel groaned.
“This is a terrible idea.”
“Probably.”
“It could ruin my friendship with you.”
“It will not.”
“It could ruin your relationship with your father.”
The thought terrified me, but I kept my voice steady.
“I need to know.”
Reluctantly, she agreed.
The date went even better than I had expected.
Rachel called afterward.
“Your dad is wonderful,” she said.
“I can’t believe nobody gave him a chance.”
Relief washed over me.
“So nothing strange happened?”
“Nothing.
