Second date was going really well until she casually asked, “Does your sister still live in Chicago?”
I never told her I had a sister.
I just stared at her.
She immediately realized what happened and said, “Oh, I think you mentioned it before.”
I definitely did not.
Later she admitted she found my Instagram, then my mom's Facebook, then somehow my sister's profile.
We had known each other for nine days.
I respect research, but this felt like I was being prepared for a documentary 😭