fifteen Liam Age SeventeenThis is a mistake. I walk toward Mrs. Turner’s house. This is a huge mistake.
I’m trying to wrap my brain around everything I felt when I saw Leni last night at Westley’s party. She was every bit the girl I’d met in the cornfields so many years ago, but at the same time, she was nothing like her. She made it clear during our brief conversation in the barn that nothing had changed from last year. Our lack of friendship is still the status quo, and yet I find myself walking up to her grandma’s front porch. I can’t stay away. I’ve never been able to.
Leni hasn’t been a real friend for a few years now. Everything changed the summer of my fourteenth birthday, and I’m not entirely sure why. She says that our friendship isn’t good for her, but it doesn’t make sense. I
