Why We Left Our First Date at the Theater—and What It Taught Me

of the significance of the evening. In the cloakroom, I slipped off my coat, ready to settle into the night, when he gently stopped me. Without a word, he placed the coat back over my shoulders and said softly, “We’re leaving.”

For a moment, I thought I had done something wrong. My thoughts raced as we stepped back outside into the cool evening air.continue reading …