A few months pass and I find myself going into the same routine. Visiting Dennis, talking to Tyffiny after programs, writing, and worrying about the inevitable day of college applications. Its reaching early October. The air starts to cool from its usual humid weather and it makes me shiver as I walk the familiar path to Dennis's house.
Last month was the end of programs, and its not a surprise that I feel sad that I won't be able to see Mr. Gunnies anymore. He was nice enough to say that I can call him at any time to discuss things.
However, I don't want to overstep, especially since he's going to be dealing with other students this school year. I sigh.
Once I reach Dennis's house, I knock on the wooden door, whistling a melody between my lips. I glance at the miniature gnome
