There was the usual knock on the window late at night, right after my parents had gone to bed. I could see Eddie’s face through the curtains, obscured by pale white lace. Clearly, he’d gotten my note. I opened the window just a crack.
“What do you want?”
“Are you decent?” He asked casually.
“Morally or physically?”
“God, I almost forgot how weird you are. Physically.”
“Last time I checked, yeah.”
“Good,” he said, “come outside, we’ve gotta go.”
I frowned. “Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise. Now hurry up, or we’re gonna be late.”
I shut the window and drew the curtains. Eddie’s footsteps echoed in the silence of the outside world. I wondered what my parents would think of me wondering off in the middle of the night with a boy I barely even knew.
To be fair though, Mama Heather
