Jim was relieved. She was laughing again and that made him feel better.
"Then we can still be friends?" Jim asked. "How about going out Saturday night?"
Hildy nodded.
"Sure, I'd like that."
She opened the car door and stepped out into the parking lot.
"See you tomorrow," she said as she drew her car keys out of the pockets of her hot pants.
It was eleven-thirty and she was off, back to her parents' house in her purple Plymouth Duster. Jim wondered if her parents would ask her how her evening went.
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