Lily
I spent the weekend between my room and community time. On the weekends you get two hours, usually one in the morning and one after lunch. I took my morning hour to shift and run then in the afternoon I’d go shopping or just walk through town.
After my Sunday walk, I decided to help cook again. Jeff seemed more than happy to let me take over for him. Dylan sat in the kitchen with me to help and keep me company. I kind of felt like I was being followed by a love-sick puppy.
“What are your plans for when you get done here?” Dylan asked as he peeled and cut carrots.
“I don’t know,” I said and started on the chicken. “I haven’t really thought that far ahead, it’s not even a month yet. What about you? Aren’t you leaving soon?”
“Few more weeks,” he said. “I haven’t deci
