'What am I doing here again?' Henry asked himself but couldn't quite answer.
He was convinced that the bad reputation blind dates have was not a work of fiction, but the product of ancient wisdom that many men before him had compiled. He knew that Gloria must've had the best intentions in mind and heart when she set him up with one of her books club's young women. But his well-meaning stepmother ended up putting him through a terrifying experience.
He smiled politely when he recognized the woman who had just entered the restaurant, Gloria showed him many pictures of her, he got up to his feet and extended a hand for her, "Hello, It's Sabrina, right?"
She smiled showing him a set of whitened teeth that reflected the light in the wrong way, "Right, you must be Henry Robinson,"
He noted that she had a firm handshake and his polite smile didn't waver, "That's right, have a seat please,"
