The Chapter We Had A Picnic

The four of us sat at a table in the park at night. What secrets did we tell? Not that many to be honest.

I suppose there was one secret. I call it a secret, though I suppose you already knew which one it was. Did you really have to ask who I liked? Has anyone ever been asked that by the person they like?

So there I sat, waiting for time to stop before it was my turn.  All while we had a picnic in candlelight, but I didn't remember eating any butterflies. Not the ones in my stomach anyway.