Lessons: Undone
The slow burn is worth the ache.
After the dedication and care, I feel anything but clean. Lost in a blissful haze. Two words ring in my head. My obsession. I make my way across the campus, and Jack hands me back my phone. I don’t ask questions. “Keep it charged, and never silence it,” he says “see you at the beach later,” more of a command than a question, as he leaves me at the fork in the path. I go right to my dorm block and make it to my room, where...