“Hey, Logan.” I take his hand in mine, looking from his face down to his limp hand before looking back up at him. “I took my boards today. I hated leaving you, but I wanted you to know I only left because I needed to get that out of the way. Marc drove me there. You would be proud to know I didn’t have a panic attack before I walked in. I remained grounded and focused. I thought of you and everything you’ve always told me. I pictured you telling me I could do it. That I can pass the test and the voices in my head telling me I can’t are just a bunch of liars. I don’t know if those are the exact
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