Hannah came in right away, and we talked the way we always did, omitting our parents and the issue from yesterday. After a few moments, she inquired,
"Can you tell me what you did to Samuel?"
I sighed deeply and told her the entire story.
"Why did you say that now, Sarah?" "Oh my God, Sarah, why did you say that now?" Hannah stated, "The poor guy loves you to perdition, and you made him feel like trash."
Hannah's comments added to my pain, and I sighed once again. "I understand, but the words were almost out of my mouth before I realized it. I was furious with myself for falling in love with him, and I vented my frustrations on him." I stated that without giving it further thought.
"I knew it; you're in love," she exclaimed, her face beaming. I maintained a wary watch on her, but I
