Nauja’s car broke down recently so she stood outside her job waiting on her Uber who was supposed to be there right when she got off. She wasn’t mad but she was eager to get home. She and Aitu had a phone call planned to sort out when their second date would be. She could call him now but she knew if she called him the Uber would suddenly appear. “come on, please” she whispered into the air. He was almost too good to be true. Handsome, sweet and their date had been perfect. It had been like he’d already known her before hand. When they met they exchanged numbers and had talked for months before the first date but still. He had planned such a perfect evening for them and had almost predicted anything she was thinking or wanting. He seemed to know things about her she couldn’t remember telling him.