GB.Fröhlich’s…

Tonight I thought he was acting weird.  We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink.  I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment. Conversation wasn’t flowing so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk.  He agreed but he kept quiet and absent.  I asked him what was wrong; he said nothing.  I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset.  He said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.  Continue reading ‘her diary…’