Sam, July 2000
"And how are you, Sam?" Kate asks me, looking genuinely concerned.
I could lie to her, tell her everything was great, that I don't have any regrets about leaving, but this was Kate; she would be able to see through me easily, and I didn't want to lie to her or anyone anymore; lying is what cost me my girl.
"I've been having a hard time adjusting," I admitted, looking out across the quad, a place that held so many happy memories for me last year. "I went from being at the top of my game to sitting on the sidelines. Nothing is the same without Veronica."
"Nothing is the same beyond high school," She sighs. "They gave all these big lectures about how grade 12 was going to be the biggest year of our lives, but they never prepared us for what happens once it's over"
Kate had
