She kept flashing that beautiful smile and saying, "I really had a great time tonight."

Instead of smiling and saying the same, I allowed my head to go limp and wondered, "Is this our last great night?"

See, Dave, Mason, and I move into our apartment in Gainesville Friday morning. I must work hard to finish the tasks at hand so I can return home to see my visiting family... and bid adieu to her before she leaves Tuesday and cements herself in Mississippi until Christmas.

I hope I get to say goodbye. Maybe I'll smile and say, "I really had a great time too."