‘Jennifer Baird.’
Yes. Jennifer was the right name.
‘That’s a nice name.’
‘Why didn’t you come yesterday?’
‘I just forgot. I muddled the date.... Wasn’t it an awful beginning?’ They laughed.
‘I always make muddles, don’t you? I never remember dates and things.’
‘Nor do I.’
They laughed again.
‘I am thankful to find you, I can tell you,’ said Jennifer. ‘I was thinking I should be obliged to leave.’
‘So was I.’