While I was an undergraduate earning my bachelors degree in journalism, I interned at an organization designed to assist journalists and others with their First Amendment– aka U.S. Constitutional freedom of speech– rights.

After my internship finished at the end of the summer, one of the two employees at the organization asked me out. I said okay. Mark and I had our date at an Italian restaurant named Strings.

At the end of the night he asked me if I wanted to go out with him again and if I liked him. Yes, Mark asked me directly, “Are you interested in me?”
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