The next morning I got up and was feeling deliciously amazing. I looked outside and saw that the snow had finally made it this way, and the world was quiet, calm, and it started to feel like a new beginning.
My classes were supposed to start here shortly, but I wondered if I could get away with claiming to be sick. A hard knock outside my door reminded me that I probably couldn't. So instead, I hurried to get ready and head downstairs. As usual, Mrs. Short presented me with a delicious cup of coffee and made small talk until it was time for me to leave to catch the bus. I hadn't asked Molly or Scott for a ride in hopes that today would be different. A momentary knot twisted my stomach, making me wonder if I should have.
I shook it off and made the determination that I wasn't going
