*Holly*
I was practically floating like a snowflake on the wind in the morning, still high off of my winter night walk with Patrick. I was so touched that he felt comfortable enough to open up to me about his family. He had had a tough time losing all of these people who were so important to him. It was so gut-wrenchingly beautiful that he’d maintained such a bright outlook on life and such a cheery disposition in spite of these major losses.
I couldn't imagine what it would be like. I still had both of my parents and all my grandparents. It just didn't seem fair. But I was amazed by Patrick. I looked up to him in that regard. He was truly a great guy.
Then there was that moment we almost kissed. At least, it really seemed like that was what was about to happen, before the kids in the
