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“There’s not a lot to say,” I shrugged, taking a piece of pita as well I grinned at hi eye contact I reminded myself that I had to keep my life under wraps That ood—it would just bring tears to my eyes “What about yourself?”

“Ha I don’t believe that for a second,” Rami said “You certainly have a life here A family back home Hobbies Interests”

“Ah Interests I can do that,” I said, chuckling “For one, I like to teach”

“Obviously,” Rami said in stride “But that’s your job What do you do when you’re out of school? What does that little American brain think about?”

“Not so little, thank you verymy chin “But if you must know, I’m an avid reader I’m on my fifth book this month”

“Children’s books?” he asked, swatting my shoulder

“Ha”

“I know, I know My hulittered with a kind of certainty, knowing that I got his huuys I was used to But he had a certain spark to him, as well

Suddenly, I realized htly, frolass

“Do you want another?” Rami asked me

I gave hi, suddenly ready to dive into more conversation with him I didn’t want the date to end—if a date was really what I was calling it, in my head “Sure”

I followed hi out the paper plate we’d eaten fro with one another, as Rami told me his interests, his hobbies