Amanda spent the rest of the journey attempting to soothe her nerves, all frayed, twisted, and mangled by a severe case of stage fright that was beyond compare.
Meeting my parents.
And here I thought I was managing worse.
You can bet that if this were any other time, any other ordeal, Amanda would have jumped headfirst into the deep fiery pits with a fireproof suit woven out of 100% pure bravado and confidence. It's only when it comes to matters of the heart does she begins to falter… won't dare dip a pinky toe in fear of getting even just the tiniest bit scald.
The poor girl was trying so hard to shake off her anxieties, internalizing them, burying them, topping them all off with layers upon layers of mirth and humor that she wound up wrapping herself all the way around back to numbing herself into a silent brooding form of hysterics.
And of course, I'd fall sick after resting from all the part-time work I did. Oh well. Hopefully now I'll be good from now on.