Pantomime

This wasn't initially tagged with, "hook" because I didn't see it as such. I often don't. My optimism at times blinds me. Either way, I saw Tess today in an unofficial capacity and as we were later talking, I'd mentioned that apparently the last TWO AND A HALF YEARS of my life was simply a misunderstanding.

"A misunderstanding?" she asked.

"Yes, in the same conversation we went from I should've given her four years to we both made assumptions and it was just an unfortunate miscommunication. Apparently I wasn't clear enough in my pursuit of her."

"You? Assume? You're the most literal person I know." She then pantomimed casting a rod, then reeling it back in.

Fealty