“Are you really going to start dating him, Meg?’ asked Kris, standing in the doorway to her housemate’s bedroom. “I’m going out with him on one date,” Meg corrected her. “After that, I’ll play it by ear.” She pulled on clean jeans. “What’re you gonna do, go dancing?” asked Kris acidly. “Or hiking in the … Continue reading Light on His Feet by Bill Tope