On Monday morning, when Jace, Alfie and I go to get in Alfie’s car, I look longingly at my car that is sitting in the garage. Since the day I got it, it’s just been sitting there, waiting for me to get my license. I have just over five months before then, and I’m really sad that it’s taking so ...
Two days later, I am in Georgia. I’m not exactly sure how Tristan talked me into this, but he did. Today, I am meeting his family. The same family that he hasn’t seen in almost three years. I told him he should be going alone. I mean, this seems like a pretty intimate moment for him and his fam...
“Dad,” I say, shocked that he is, in fact, standing in at the door of my hotel room. I panic slightly, because Tristan is in the shower. I’m also relieved he’s in there. My dad would most definitely get the wrong idea if he saw that I was in a hotel room alone with a boy. Especially an American b...