My birthday fell on a Friday that year. Adam didn’t actually surprise me with balloons like that year before. He had told me in advance that he was going to take me out after school.
I felt my stomach doing aerobics every time I saw Adam. But I couldn’t tell him. Deep down, I didn’t want to ruin my friendship with him.
My parents never found out about winter vacation.
Winter rolled around quicker than I hoped. Winter coats and boots were everywhere. I was still the Texas girl wearing sneakers in late December. But Adam didn’t care. Continue reading
School started in the fall the year I met Adam.