Sam showed up at our door the next day, I was surprised, to say the least. Jamie was in school and he was supposed to be, too. “Jamie talked to me,” he started. “It’s not just the threats from Charlotte and Kaper. My parents don’t want me to risk my freedom for a high school relationship.” “I know the country has a fifty percent divorce rate and that high school relationships don’t normally last but would you rather find that out for yourself or never try? If I and Joel followed that logic regardless of his parent’s beliefs, neither of us would be where we are. What matters right now, is that you love him, you do, right?” I reply. “Yeah, I do,” he replies quietly looking down at his feet, clearly a little embarrassed. “Then like I said, if they come after you there’s no physical proof

