Page 8 of Be My Summer

“Depends on the museum.”

“One word, Summer.”

Sniggering, she nodded.

“Okay. I messed up.”

“You did.”

“Ask me again.”

“Museum or aquarium?”

“Museum.”

“Train or car?”

“Train.”

“Plane or boat?”

“Boat.”

“Fair or film?”

“Film.”

“Poem or paragraph?”

“Poem.”

“Beach or cenote?”

“Cenote.”

“Resort or villa?”

“Villa.”

“City or island?”

“Island.”

“Bookstore or bar?”

“Bookstore with a bar.” She laughed.

“Fair enough.”

I joined in laughter, knowing there was no better answer than the one she’d given.

“Did I pass?” She inquired.

“Pass?”

“Whatever test that was. Did I pass?”

“It wasn’t a test. Not exactly. There were no right or wrong answers. Your responses was just a way of getting to know you a bit better.”