It's taboo for me to date wrestlers

We'll have around 150 to 200 wrestlers in the tournament from the southeast and northeast parts of the state. We're having mats brought in from Burlington and Chanute to be used along with the mat Iola High School has.

Finally, I laugh. Genuine and normal sounding. And then my date says the best thing that he could
possibly say: “It’s okay. I haven’t been on one of these [dates] in a while either.”
My smile triples in size.
Josh grins. “Just give me your hand.”
“W–what?”
“Your hand,” he repeats. “Give it to me.”
I extend my shaking right hand. And – in a moment that is a hundred dreams come true – Joshua
Wasserstein laces his fingers through mine. A staggering shock of energy shoots straight into my
veins. Straight into my heart.
“There,” he says. “I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.

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