He leaned forward and opened his door, politely standing aside to let me by before following me in. There are some advantages to dating a guy from another era, I thought. Though I am a big believer in gender equality, chivalry scores high in my book.

It is hard to feel safe and comfortable when the only measures for what is safe and comfortable are normative ideas you don't abide by.

I don't believe chivalry is dead, but I believe it's on the cusp. Listen, no one is expecting Frank Sinatra on their date. I'd probably laugh if a guy threw his coat on the floor for me, but there's no reason a guy shouldn't have common courtesy and respect for the woman he's interested in.

We stood there for a moment, stunned. The crosswalk light turned green, and Georgia hooked her arm through mine as we stepped out into the street.

"Weird night," she said finally, breaking our silence.

"Understatement of the year," I replied. "Should we tell Mamie and Papy about it?"

"What?" Georgia laughed. "And spoil Papy's 'Paris is safe' delusion? They'd never let us out of the house again.

As we neared the water, I pointed out an antique taxidermy shop. "My mom and I used to always go in there," I said. "It's like a zoo, except all the animals are dead.

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

this song remind me of die for me at sometimes on in the chapter :)