XI. Blue Bell’s Wood
Spring came as fast as lightning. Dylan and I only exchanged messages. I fell asleep every night with his “good night” and I woke up the next day with his “good morning”.
I often went to the cafeteria to see him. Dylan was very fond of pets and, all the times I took Ridge with me, I felt moved when I saw them playing together. He was really good with animals.
Our relationship was moving further, even if very slowly. I knew I had to think about school first and I couldn’t get distracted. But he was just going to stay there, next to me, waiting for me in spite of that.
The worst time was the weekend, because I didn’t know where he went nor what he did at night. I knew he went out, but not where and who he went with. I wore myself out by imagining him in certain plac
