A wrong number is supposed to be just that—a wrong number.
Delete. Done.
Do not continue to text. Do not flirt.
A wrong number shouldn't be the first person on your mind in the morning, or the last at night...and you're definitely not supposed to talk them into buying a baby goat.
Because that would be weird.
When Lisa Manoban and I get into a wrong-number mix-up, we don't follow the rules. We keep texting and flirting, because she's wicked funny and perfectly nerdy and a wonderful distraction.
I'm not looking for love, and Lisa definitely had the wrong number.
But maybe...
Maybe she's the right one.
