We drove around for a while, making small detours when I wanted to show Sterling where I used to hang out with Celeste and Aster. He nodded along and would point out some spots that he had seen in the background of the photos Celeste had sent him.
Knowing what I know now made this more bittersweet than I wanted it to be. I thought about how it would feel to bring Celeste back here. To create new memories with her. To tell her she was going to be an aunt to mine and Sterling's child. It gave me hope for the future.
We pulled down the streets I knew all too well. The stop sign that had a dent in the bottom corner from kids hitting it with their basketball. in Mrs. Hargitt’s front lawn, one tree stood strong and tall and we would all spend hours climbing it to see who could go higher. The
