We went our separate ways after lunch, and for some reason I found the need to break into Landon’s locker during sixth period to leave him a thank you note for the candy and peonies. As I opened it, I saw grocery bags filled with Laffy Taffy—all the flavors but banana. He’d bought jumbo packs of candy and sifted through them to pick out my favorite flavor. Who knew it could happen? Who knew a heart could skip for the Devil himself?
