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Eric Walters

“Here we shared two classes, and our lockers were only
three spots apart. At college there are twenty-five thousand
students, and the campus is huge. We might never even see
each other.”
“Something to look forward to.”
“Look, Soph, let’s not make this any harder. There’s no point
in talking anymore. I’m going out with my friends to celebrate.”
“I’m glad you can celebrate breaking up with me.”
“I’m going to celebrate the end of school. I’m free—I guess
in more ways than one. Have yourself a good summer.”
Luke turned and walked out, closing the door behind him.
I could still hear the celebration going on in the hallway. It
wasn’t just his friends out there but also mine. What would I
say to them? What would they think? How could I face them?
The door started to open. Was he coming back to tell me
he’d changed his mind? No, it was Ella. One look told me she
already knew. She came over and gave me a big hug.
“You’re better off without him.”
I worked hard not to cry. I didn’t want to lose control—
I didn’t want to let it or him get to me.
“What do you say we get out of here and get some ice
cream?” she asked.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “You really do think ice cream is
the answer to everything, don’t you?”
“I don’t think. I know.”

• • •

We slipped through the crowd without having to say much
to anybody. Everybody seemed to know already what had

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