Chapter 18For days after, I was higher than any drug could make me. Not that I’d ever tried any drugs. Ky. The concert. The party. Ky’s advice. I wrote Greta to thank her for the money, but mostly I had to tell her all about it. I printed out the photo Estrella took of me before the concert and stuffed it in the envelope. My happy spilled out in my letter.
Craig got back on New Year’s Day and wanted to see me. Was I up for seeing him again? After all, he’s gay. I’m not. He knows that but in all those texts, I got the idea he’s not totally convinced I’m straight. Maybe though, I’m not convinced myself. He was my only friend, so I took a chance and asked him over.
Maybe I’ll tell him about me. Now that was a terrifying thought.
Estrella gushed about my having a friend coming to the house.
