Lexi sighed heavily reading and rereading the passage. She knew why this hit home the first time she had come across it. She had been taking that class her senior year…the semester after she had gone to the beach with Clark, Jack, and the rest of their friends.
The idea behind the passage seemed crystal clear. She had to make a choice, not act as if all the choices were out of her grasp. Wasn’t that exactly what had gotten her involved with Jack to begin with?
She cited uncontrollable passion and inability to control her actions countless times. They weren’t anything but excuses…and not even good ones. They were ramblings of a confused girl who didn’t know what she wanted, who let other people—men—sway her decisions for her.
Running away wasn’t the solution. Sure, she didn’t want to be
