Almost an hour had passed since Savannah had run into Randy and she still couldn't get him off her mind. She had tried shopping, and even picked out a dress for the upcoming dance, but the feeling of his kiss against her lips still rang in her head. Why did this have to be so hard? Why couldn't he just be like every other guy and decide it was too much work and stop trying?
This would just be so much easier.
She picked up her cell phone and looked down at it. Still no call from Georgia. She must be busy. God she needed someone to talk to about this. But she didn't even know what she would say. Besides her parents and now her sister, Savannah hadn't told anyone about the leukemia. But she needed help. She needed someone's help to make Randy stop wanting her. If she told Georgia that she n
