I’d spent the whole time talking to my parents from the back seat. When I wasn’t talking to them, I thought of Graham. Last night with him seemed like a long time ago. Was he really afraid that I would forget him? Find someone else? It wasn’t possible. He was the one for me. No doubts. It sounded crazy, to be so sure after not knowing him that long, but I was one hundred percent certain. If he had asked me to marry him before I left, I would have said yes. That wouldn’t work. You’re going away to college. We would have worked it out. With love, there’d have been a way. There had to be a way. The realization of what I was doing, leaving him behind, hit me hard when my dad stopped the car in front of my dorm. Several other vehicles were parked along the street, unloading suitcases, boxes, and small appliances. Mom turned in her seat to look at me. “Well, this is it, kid. Ready?”
