Chapter 27
Days seem to be flying by now that school has started. Trey picks me up every day. He walks me to my classes, sits with me at lunch, and takes me home. His little touches are as consistent as the beating of my heart. They are becoming something I crave, though I still don’t want to be touched by anyone else. Every night, he calls me. We talk about anything and everything. He tells me about his mom and how she is doing, and I ask about the horses. His answers always bring a smile to my face.
Despite all the smiles Trey, and even Nat and Bobby, bring to my days, I find myself sinking a little lower each day. I fight the agitation that wants to rear its ugly head at the most inopportune times. I fight tears, even when I’m simply brushing my teeth. I mean, seriously, who cries whe
