Ryan’s Facebook page was vague. There was very little indicated about his personal life, but there were ample amounts of pictures of him ─ tall, lean muscled, rich jet-black hair, and a smile that haunted her dreams. The boy she knew was gone, leaving in his place a man. Photo after photo revealed a very full and happy life. There was one that made her heart flutter that she rationalized saving it on her phone. It was a picture of Ryan with another pilot in the cockpit of a plane. They were both leaning in, wide smiles, and twinkling eyes. She told herself that she saved it because it was a reminder that Ryan had accomplished his dreams. He was in fact a pilot. It didn’t hurt that he looked amazing in his uniform, either.She scanned each picture but she stopped when she came across a photo of Ryan standing in front of an IronMan pavilion. He held up a medal, pointing at it with pride. She thought back to the boy who was sort of clumsy and a bit nerdy, which caused a chuckle to bubble in her throat.
