Remember when Charlie first came to us at the football game… and remember when Charlie let the air out of Dave’s tires at the homecoming dance…
and remember the poem… and the mix tape… and Punk Rocky in color… and remember when we all felt infinite…
After I said that, we all got quiet and sad. In the silence, I remembered this one time that I never told anybody about.
The time we were walking. Just the three of us. And I was in the middle.
I don’t remember where we were walking to or where we were walking from.
I don’t even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.
Finally, Patrick stood up. “I’m tired, guys. Good night.” Then, he messed up our hair and went up to his room.
Sam turned to me. “Charlie, I have to pack up some things. Would you stay with me for a while?”
I nodded, and we went upstairs. As we entered her room, I noticed how different it looked from the night Sam kissed me.
The pictures were down, and the dressers were empty, and everything was in a big pile on the bed.
I said to myself that I would not cry no matter what because I didn’t want to make Sam feel any more panicked than she already was.
So, I just watched her pack, and I tried to notice as many details as I possibly could.
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