Chapter 6The next weekend was senior prom. Cal had asked Caryn to be his date, and they’d talked me into tagging along. I invited Trish from swim team to come, more as buddies than anything romantic. That was fine with her, since she was secretly dating one of the hunky custodians. As I fastened the studs on my shirt, I thought of Mathias some more. When my mother knelt to swipe a dishtowel across my rented dress shoe, I thought of him again, and not only because we’d had to travel up his way to rent the whole ensemble, but also because…Well, because I thought of him a lot—when I swam, when I shoveled snow, when I raked more stuff off the lawn in early spring, and quite often when I touched myself under the covers at night.
After pictures in the living room, the four of us went out to the
