We played Twister at Kris' party. Dan and I were partnered. The call was a hard one and I almost fell over -- but Dan held me up. He could have taken his hand away, but he didn't. He kept it on my back through the rest of the game. Then Julie took our picture.
Note:
At the top of the page on which this entry is written, I wrote Dan's full name (including his middle name).
I vividly remember this evening. I went home and told my mom about it, hoping she would join in my joy. I don't know if she did, but she did ask, "You mean he made a pass at you?"
I didn't consider it a pass. Just contact.
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