Leslie was seeing Julia. She had taken a liking to him too. But he was so shy he hardly ever hold her hands, not to talk about even a goodbye kiss.
One night, Leslie and Julia went to the park. It was a beautiful summer night. The moon was big and bright. The breeze was cooling. A perfect night for romance.
Since no one else was around, Leslie perked up his courage to ask Julia gently, “Can I give you a little kiss?”
Julia didn’t answer. Nor did she moved. She seemed totally immersed in the beautiful night. With his face getting red, Leslie tried his luck again, “Can I give you an itsy-bitsy kiss?”
As time passed by the second, Julia appeared to be frozen. There wasn’t a slightest hint of reaction. Frustrated, Leslie blurted out, “Are you deaf?”
That seemed to do the trick. Julia lowered her head and sighed softly, “Are you dead?”