And, no surprise, he looked completely underwhelmed by seeing me. Just once I would’ve loved to see some guy’s jaw drop at the sight of me. The best thing I’d ever gotten was a look that clearly said, ‘huh, she’s not nearly as plain as so-and-so said.’ Hooray for me.

“Caitlin Murphy.” He uttered it as if it were a pronouncement, which I guessed it was, sort of.

“How do you–that is, who are you?” I sputtered.

He exhaled a long-suffering sigh. Usually men only did that after spending a few hours in my company, but perhaps he was a fast learner.

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