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Garrett and Delilah left for her competition Monday morning. I would probably not be all over their itinerary if Tom hadn’t messaged me each new thing he learned.
Tom: They arrived.
A couple of hours later:
Tom: Garrett says Golden Racer is nervous. This is his first competition.
The next day:
Tom: Delilah didn’t score well on the first showing.
On Wednesday:
Tom: They just had a big fight. Why don’t you call him? I think he listens to you.
Right, because all he needed now was to hear my voice. No. I kept out of it. On Friday, I didn’t even read his texts anymore. I just deleted them.
My plan to keep my head down and only go where I really needed to go was working. Students weren’t pointing at me and whispering as much as they used to. Even the rate of the guys halting in my w
