“It’s good to see you again, Hal,” Natasha said, enthusiastic. Natasha is a good friend that I met when my mom first moved to England. She is 16, like me, and goes to the same school that I am now going to. We were in her new Kia Rio5 on our way to that exact place.
“Yeah. It seems like it has been forever,” I replied, emphasizing the word forever. I love hanging out with her. We always have a good time.
“Are you completely terrified?” she asked. She didn’t have to say what she meant.… Continue