Any chance I might pull off of getting home and still sticking to my story about being in Louisville all weekend was a wash the moment I walked in. I waited until I saw Ama's room light go off and entered through the great room, where I knew my brothers would be if they were still up. I didn't want to upset Ama, and I didn't think I could hide how shaken I was feeling by the time I reached Radcliffe.
The more I thought about it, the more my insides felt ready to explode. Not just because I knew how insane I'd sound if I mentioned my theory to anyone, but the fear of giving into staying in touch with her was ever mounting. Already, I missed hearing her voice, looking into those eyes, and tasting those sweet lips again.
This had to stop.
I'd be in therapy for the rest of my life if I kept
