Matt As I was heading back to the apartment after my last class on the Friday before Valentine’s Day, I caught a glimpse of long platinum blonde hair just ahead of where I was walking. I froze in place, realizing it could be Jessica over there and not wanting to endure the inevitable confrontation. I’ve managed to avoid crossing her path so far this term. I’ve also been hoping to keep that going. Just as I’ve decided that it would be best for me to turn around and take the long way home, she turns her head and catches sight of me. I expect her to still be angry with me, but she surprises me by smiling and waving. I don’t know what to do with that, so I stick to my plan and make an about-face, hurrying behind the nearest building and re-routing myself to make it home another way. It does

