lavenderdiary | 7 DECEMBER, 1982

7 December, 1982

Jack rang this afternoon and we talked for two hours! We still have much to talk about, you see. I still know very little about him. I’m determined to tell Avery about him very soon, as I’m hoping that he can give me some information. It’s doubtful that they actually know one another, but schools produce gossip and spread information like no other medium can.

I only hope that what I ask won’t end up with terrible answers. There is no doubt in my mind that Jack is no novice. He does allude to sex, but keeps it light and never shies away after I remind him that I am not interested.

Actually, that’s a poor choice of words. It’s not a lack of interest, but a lack of, I suppose, need or drive. But you know all about this already, diary.