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Could that be any lamer?

I ether Our houses still sit side by side I’ve known her for as long as I can remember, and it’s a pure miracle that she and I haven’t run into each other since we broke up eight years ago

But nothis is the first ti tiotten even more beautiful over the years

Calliope is etwenty-six Our birthdays are only ten days apart We celebrated all of the up and then way more later

I take every bit of her in Her long, dark hair parted in thein loose waves over her shoulders Her skin a light mocha, compliments of her Puerto Rican dad, but the rest of her face is classic Irish froreen side when she’s feeling intense e of freckles all over her nose and cheeks She’s got the Irish temper to boot

“Your mom sentthat she’s not overjoyed to seea bad day, and she didn’t want to leave him”

In that et all about my sad history with Calliope The way I broke her heart and left her behind for fame and fortune At least, I’m sure that would be her story if you asked her to tell it

“What do youin my chest

For just a ives a small shake of her head “I only meant that he’s really tired, and yourhis side hardly at all I’ve been pitching in when I can to help out She asked me to come, so I came”

“Okay,” I reply, gusting out a relieved exhale of air I atte that”

“Sure,” she replies with a shrug and turns on her heel toward the exit doors I scra