To the train yard,' she says and pushes on the pedals. We don't move.
`Anytime,' I tell her. `You know. While we're still young and beautiful.'
She pushes hard again.
`You weigh a tonne.'
`You need me to drive?'
`I need momentum, that's all. Get off.'
`You're very charming, but you must hear that all the time.'
`Get off,' she says.`I'll ride and you run after me and jump on the bike.'
`Do many guys ask you out twice?'
`Only the ones with balls.

Autore: Cath Crowley