I didn’t see much of Will in December, but we were both busy with finals. He pulled himself together and aced most of his, which made me really happy. Then, of course, came Christmas and winter break. During the week between Christmas and New Year, Will and I got into the habit of texting every night. Nothing sexy or even flirtatious—just friend stuff, sometimes funny and sometimes serious. It was the best part of my day. When we came back to Hart in January, Will was in a really good place. He enrolled in a journalism class and did a few pieces on college athletics for the Hart Star, and when one of his articles got some national attention, he started talking about being a sports writer. I was in a good place, too. I liked my classes and my songwriting was going well, and the band was sounding sharper and tighter every day. “We need an original love song from you,”
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