Try Me (Extracurricular Activities #2)

by Neve Wilder

sometimes I wondered if happiness was recapturable,

hope had been made out to be this aspirational thing. A good quality. Something to grasp onto. But there was a dark underbelly to a hope held too long. At some point instead of lifting you up, it dragged you down.

I kept quiet because that was one thing he’d taught me. Wait. Wait and see what someone else had before you showed your own hand. And if you could get away with it, never show your hand at all.