RAYMOND
I thought about it. Of course, I thought about it. I hadn’t thought about anything else since Saturday. And when I wasn’t thinking about Jackson, I was stressing over the first day at my new school.
The only good thing was that we would ALL be new students. Blakemore only took seniors, and it took them from all over the state. There was even a boarding program for those students that lived too far to drive. So, we would all be awkward and nervous together. I had missed the orientation day, because I was still in West Texas with Aunt Morgan, but I’d taken the school tour last fall when I had decided that this was the school I wanted. I would, God willing, get my high school diploma and complete my freshman year of college at the same time.
I leaned over the sink and
