Lowering my chin so that it dipped under the hem of my sweater, I closed my eyes. The moment I did so, I regretted it, because in that room, with nothing but the wind and nothing to focus on, I thought about what had happened between Kyler and me last night. How was I ever going to forget that?
As if I’d manifested him with my thoughts, there he was, in all his smiling, five-foot-ten, non-avatar glory, walking into the bowling alley with his old crew, Jon and Xavier. They were laughing, presumably at something hilarious Xavier must have said, and seeing Caleb’s energetic, genuine mirth was more than my poor, unprepared heart could handle at the moment.
“I don’t know that dancing fixes anything. I don’t feel magically happy because of it. My problems don’t disappear when the music ends. But I understand life better when I dance, and understanding is half the fight of surviving.”
Welcome to a very early version of Giant Days. Sadly, this wasn’t a favourite of mine.
