"Two weeks," I said sorrowfully. I pivoted quickly because I didn't want her to see that I was starting to cry. As I stood my bicycle upright I shot another glance at her and she was watching me intently. Just before I sped away she blew me a kiss. She brought her fingertips to her lips then turned her hands to show where they had touched.
I thought that was the last thing I'd see from her that day, which would have been enough to keep my heart lifted up over the time we were apart, but when I reached the bridge a wave of horror rushed through me. I had forgotten my coat! I knew Shavonne would not be so foolish as to wear it out of the park, so I quickly reversed direction and headed back. The coat was brand new and I could never fabricate for my parents a satisfactory explanation for los
