“Except in woodshop. I get A’s in that class.” Her eyes drifted over to the birdhouse I made last semester. She hung it in one of the trees down here by the pond. She’d actually been impressed by it; so much so that she named it, and I got to use the wood burner kit at school to etch it on the front. Home Tweet Home. Hilarious. But that was Emmy. Quietly funny. Nobody had ever been impressed by something I’d done before. I wasn’t used to it. Usually, all I did was let people down.
