We kiss for as long as we can, the minutes ticking by, and I hang on to him even when he’s telling me to go because I can’t shake the feeling that on the other side of this plane flight, nothing will be the same. And yet, plane flights don’t wait. “I should come with you,” he says. “You should check on Matt and look for Val. I’ll be fine.” Maybe it’s the exhaustion or the impending storm back home, but part of me just wants to be alone. He watches me until I am at the corner. Until a cab has stopped and I am in it and collapsed against the cold vinyl. Caleb: I’ll miss you so much. Summer: You too. Caleb: Two days. Summer: Yeah. It feels like a countdown. I’ve got to find out something more by then. Caleb: I love you, Summer. Summer: I love you too, Caleb. Neptune Summer: I hope your set was good. Please don’t contact me again. Not tonight. Not when you’re back in Mount Hope. Not for a long time. I’m sorry but it’s how I need things to be. The cab bounces through the vacant streets, alone with its kind, hurtling up and over a magnificent bridge.
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