delicious

I was talking to a girl, she had a daughter young and had given it to her mom to raise. I worked with her mother, who was rushing around the diner she runs as her daughter was telling me her story. She told me the plan was for her to give up her daughter to her mother, and then move away. She never could do it, though, and now she wanted to keep her daughter, but she didn't think her mother would approve. I tried to convince her that some women come into their maternal instinct later than others.

I moved into another room, an old friend and his friend were there, I had given them shelter. I'm not sure what I was protecting them from, but they were hiding out until the danger had passed. I went to speak to my old friend, who had separated himself from everyone. He had gone to a room full of babies. It was a kind of daycare. I teased him about looking for peace in a room full of crying children. We had a laugh about that. I said goodbye to him. I hugged him, and I knew it was a few moments too long to be polite, but I knew it was the last time I was going to see him.

I was walking out the door, and I say a guy I know from work, and they were talking about how attractive I am. His friend said they my mouth was delectable (or something along those lines.) I was impressed, because he was a baseball team guy (?). I got close to them as I walked out the door, and work guy grabbed me and kissed me firmly on the mouth. He seemed to be convinced by baseball guy's enthusiasm for me.