“Kat it is.” He squeezes my hand one last time before letting it go. I don’t miss the way the warmth leaving feels…bad. His eyes linger on me for longer than I anticipate—I can’t remember how this happened before. I’ll be honest, I don’t remember meeting Tanner at all. So much of my memory about today revolved around meeting Elijah later at the party. But as I stand here with this boy who I know will grow to be a lifelong friend, I realize there are gaps in my memory from today that I can’t explain.
