Chapter 23June 30th
They say that your life flashes before your eyes when you think that you’re about to die. If that were true, I would have gotten the highlight reel while perched atop a broken toilet at Sparky’s Diner, listening to a pair of steel-toed boots approach my stall. Instead, as I stood on the stage at my high school graduation, in front of dozens of witnesses, I watched my senior year play out like a movie projected onto the faceless crowd.
I closed my eyes and squared my shoulders, trying to forget, just for a moment, the way Kate crinkled her nose when she laughed, the way Jessa huffed and crossed her arms when we made fun of her and Brandon’s constant kissy-face, the way Ricky’s voice sounded as she sang along to the car radio. I couldn’t forget a single moment like that
