Okay. I know I'm a girl. I know all about the hormones. But stink. All he did was leave a voicemail. All he did was tell me the pool was ready for me if I find time to get in it today. All he did was think of me. He doesn't even really like that stupid pool. He spent his lunch, all thirty minutes of it, running a water sample to the store and figuring out why the pool looks green today. And the sound of his voice. The sweetness of his offering. Well, it made me cry. I love that boy, I do.