I must have had a starry-eyed expression on my face, by the way Abby kept peering at me. I couldn't help it… It's what she does to me. It was really baffling how the day had unfolded. I wasn't even sure I'd see her during my trip. Instead, she gave me the most risky, exciting, and memorable moments of my life. We casually strolled down the less-traveled trail, holding hands, laughing about how we could have been caught li...

I can still feel her hands pressing into my chest. The faint trace of her perfume lingered… The ghost of Abby in that blue summer dress… she haunted me. Weeks stretched since her beautifully complicated visit. And every time that Tuesday on the couch came to mind, I kept coming back to the same conclusion… it wasn’t finished. I felt different. Guilty, definitely… but also younger. More alive than I had in years. The world...

Abby had suggested a short visit in our secret chats a while ago, but life and distance always seemed to get in the way. A few weeks passed before she finally sent another message. “Tuesday?” she asked, saying she could make it work. My mind immediately started flipping through the calendar in my head. Tuesday would definitely work. Just the thought of seeing her again after so many years, even if it was only to hang out...