CHAPTER FOURTEENFinals were hell. That is all.
El Speed and I helped each other study, even though we didn’t have any of the same classes. I decided that one of my electives in the fall would be a class he’d enjoyed: Human Reproductive Biology. I figured, you know, one day I might want to father a kid with a surrogate, so I should know a little something about the process.
My last conversation with Daniel was pretty unremarkable. Truth be told, although he had accepted the blame for leading sweet, innocent, lil-ole-me into the snowy wilderness, I had admitted to myself that some of the blame was mine. It wasn’t entirely his fault that I’d let him get away with something I could have put the brakes on, myself.
So Daniel and I said goodbye and wished each other well. I felt a little sorry
