Go look at something purple, Clyde teased yesterday. And all I could think was, I can’t. Not when everything purple reminds me of Gwen’s unusual eye color. And looking at Gwen makes me want that first date she teased me about, the one where I finally learn her full name. It’s been a year, and try as I might, I can’t shake her. Or what could have been. I blew it when I entered that one number wrong.
