Phillie Keenum's Book and Story
Love's Flames
Here's the translation: To gather material for writing a novel, I interviewed the academic genius I had secretly liked for many years at a class reunion. I got a bit tipsy and our conversation got lively, so I directly asked him, "Did you break up with the department beauty because of your...?" Before I could finish my sentence, I found myself diving into his arms. The next morning, I woke up to find the academic genius looking at me with a heavy expression. "Do you remember what you did last night?"
