Now I'm feeling mean, so I want to tell her she's a lot older than my grandmother.
"I like you ... very much. I really care about you. But not in that way. I'm too old for that." She turns up the palms of her hands.
"Well, OK. I'm sorry I tried."
"Don't be sorry. I'm flattered. It's just that ...." Her hands nervously stir the air.
"What?"
"It wouldn't be right. You should find a girl your own age."
I get mad because she's making me feel like a kid. "What does age have to do with it? I thought you were a radical, but you're sounding like some advice columnist."
She looks at me with a mix of pity and surprise. "You dear boy ... oops, sorry, I mean man. You really are attracted to me, aren't you?"
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