I sat in the library tucked into the corner where Dr. Hale and I sit for our sessions, my e-reader sitting in my lap as I watched through the window, the grey clouds roll across the mountains in the distance. I unconsciously played with the pendant around my neck.
It’s now Saturday morning, and it’s been four days since I’ve texted Kaelith happy birthday. Four days of silence on his end. I gave up calling the day after our birthday. But I’ve still texted every morning or afternoon, hoping one of them would go through. This is one of the longest times I’ve ever gone without talking to him.
I keep telling myself that there is a valid reason. A dead phone. The phone is damaged and is getting fixed or replaced. Bad service. School. Practice. But the longer time has passed and the longer I ke
