I stood in the hotel hallway, staring at the coworker who had just told me she thought Arlo’s girlfriend had short dark hair. “That’s me,” I said, touching my long waves. “I used to have short…
The woman from his department walked over and stared at me with confusion. “I don’t think we’ve met before,” she said. I smiled. “I’m Arlo’s girlfriend. ” She looked even more puzzled. “But I thought Arlo’s girlfriend had short dark hair. ” “I used to have short hair,” I said. “I grew it out. ” … Read more