The following day I woke up and got a text from Bradley. He told me how much he liked our date. We spent the whole morning talking. I texted Bradley while I was getting ready to see Mila. I felt good talking to Bradley. He seemed like a sweet guy. The one thing I prefer for him not to do is smoke, but I didn't mind it. I finished getting ready and then headed to Mila and Henry's apartment. Once I got there, they opened the door for me. I walked in, and we all sat on the bar stools in the kitchen near the island. 

Henry grabbed us all a bottle of water. I thanked him and started drinking the water. "So, how was the date with Bradley?" She asked. "It was good," I replied. "That's good," She said, drinking her water. "Tell us about your date, Heather," Henry said. "Okay. Well, we went to the park and ate pizza. We talked about our lives and families." I explained. I wanted to tell them more, but something told me not to. "What else?" Mila said. I heard her and ignored her question. I didn't want to answer her. "Heather?" She asked waving her hand in front of my face. "I know you know more tell, us."She said. "Fine, you can't tell anyone," I said. 

"He told me his family died in a house fire back in 2015." He said. "Oh, lord. That's terrible!" Mila exclaimed. "Really? That's really sad, Heather." Henry said. "I know. I really didn't want to tell y'all, but tell anyone or him. I was thinking y'all could meet him at the bar tomorrow." I explained. "Yeah, I'm down," Mila said. "What about you, Henry?" Mila asked. "Yeah, sure," Henry said. "Aww, that's sad," Mila said. "I know, let's talk about someone else," I said. We started talking about something else. I then went home when It became dark.