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"That transparent, huh?" I let out a big sigh

"You were never very good at poker," he chuckled "Can I help? Do you want to test enius, so it will probably throw everything off, but I’ to play du humor always soothed h for er the baby-skinned one I had first kissed years ago It was rough, and almost always in need of a shave by the ti his stubbly chin, I looked up at hihtly in his arms

"You know, it’s not fair that you’re so s hi it with a joke He just looked at ive, though I guess that’s why your hairline’s receding"

I heldWhen I finally did, he just rolled on top oftickle round He finally let up, standing to look at the clock ona little because it was tirabbed my keys and walked him down the hall to the stairs I always hated this a at each other for seconds, our fingers interlocking with one another, not willing to let go I sensed the heaviness on his mind, seconds before his brow creased and he looked down, kicking at ed hiri the topic up, which I didn’t like But I also dreaded talking about it

"I know," I sighed "I just…I can’t get my head there yet Maybe, maybe in a week or two?" Why the hell did I throw that out there? Crap, I just gave myself a deadline

Reed smiled a bit at my words, which solidified what I already knew, that it was right for us to talk about it, and I needed to coed more slowly than any before

"Deal We can talk about it during et away for a bit, spend a little tiether, alone?" he smirked

"But we are alone," I said coyly

"Yes, but…and no offense…your dorm bed is shit small And this place always smells like burnt popcorn," he scrunched his nose a little

I had to agree And the thought of the two of us getting away didconversation a little more tolerable I stood up onhis face inhi out a da howin reading and writing disabilities wasthan I had anticipated, but every time I worked with a student in our resource center or at one of the local schools, I kneorth it Seeing soether words, and read aloud,on the poem project for a little more than a semester now I had a dozen or so students that Ito be part of h poetry helped ritten and verbal co at the end of the ses and afternoons studying Reed knew a little about the project, but I was keeping the reading a surprise I wanted to invite hi

Finally done with ht and kickedit in since it still save hi to enter the draft"

I knew I had to support Reed; I was being selfish What I wasn’t sure about was if I truly wanted to transfer It wasn’t soto a different school, but I did worry about hoould pay for it Reed always told me not to worry about the finances, but I didn’t think I could let hi As ashamed as I was to even admit it toup with me and leave me stuck completely

I also wasn’t sure we could survive a full year being that far apart I wasn’t even sure what life after graduation meant for us Reed always talked about me in his future, but he’d never really talked about kids or e I think his own broken childhood colored his outlook on things like forever a little Sure, we talked about living so a house thanks to football Paying my tuition anywhere…with the help of football But ere always careful not to cross that line into what that meant beyond football Neither of us