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television shows that they watched and Anna found that Ethan was someone who actually enjoyed her talking his ear off about Doctor Who. That was fantastic!
                  It was such a good date that the hours started flying by. She and Ethan were both passionate, but shy and a little socially awkward. There was just so much that they both enjoyed discussing. They got along and perfectly. She felt like she was doing things right.
    At the end, Anna was almost sad to go. “I had such a good time,” she said, leaning over and giving him a huge hug. He hugged her back firmly. “Can I see you again?” She hated that she might sound desperate, but she had not clicked with someone in a very long time. She had to take every opportunity that offered itself to her.
    “Obviously,” he said. He chuckled at that, running a hand through his sandy brown hair. He smiled, wide and once again that smile had her a bit floored.
    She parted ways with him almost giggling. She was not a giggler. It was just good. It helped the unease that had been affecting her greatly for quite a long time.
    Things were about to get so much better.

Chapter Three
     
    Anna was not a woman who giggled. The whole action was juvenile at best. She was twenty-seven years old and giggling was hardly an appropriate reaction. She had better ways to express her emotions by this point, didn’t she? Anna did not need giggling to express how happy she was. Yet, that was what she found herself on the verge of when she returned home from her date. She walked into the house and set her purse on the table beside the door. She turned on a light, because her apartment was always so dark at night and yes, she giggled. It came out of her like a high pitched chuckle at first, and then developed into a full fledged, chipmunk giggle. She was just stupidly happy. That was all there was to it.
    Crossing the room, she sat down on the sofa. Next to the sofa was a small end table with the telephone on it. She grinned and knew that she had to call Brianne. Lying back, she picked up the phone. She dialed her friend’s number and waited patiently. It rang and rang until Brianne picked up.
    “Oh hello Anna,” Brianne drawled. Her tone was utterly mischievous. Brianne always sounded as though she had a trick or two up her sleeves. It didn’t matter that the two women were on the phone. Anna knew exactly the smile that Bri was wearing on her face.  She knew exactly why her friend was calling and she wanted all of the information. Brianne loved a good story, especially if the story involved one of her friends. How are you?”
    She almost didn’t want to give the other girl the satisfaction. It was nothing against her, but Brianne was always pestering Anna to date. She kept telling her that it’d be good for her, that it’d make her happy, that she needed to take a chance. Anna had become so tired of hearing it that she had finally given in. Really, Brianne was crazy.  The girl acted like it was absolutely necessary when it was not. It was not needed to lead a successful, happy life. Relenting, she spoke. Brianne could win this time. She’d had a fantastic time and she wasn’t going to lie about it. “I’m fantastic,” she confessed, feeling a heat rise up on her cheeks.
    The girl literally squealed. The loud pitched sound made her pull the phone back for just a moment as it invaded her ears. God, was her friend crazy? Brianne was about the same age as Anna, but could be very immature at times. The sound made Anna wince. God, she was shrill. “Ah, that’s brilliant!” she yelled. “How was it? Tell me!”
    Anna looked down as she thought about the date. She didn’t know how to describe it in a way that didn’t sound like she was gushing. She supposed she would have to allow herself a little time to gush. “I had the best time,” she admitted. “Ethan was really smart and adorable. We talked for a long time and really got along. It was good. He’s an all