First Flight, Final Fall

by C.W. Farnsworth

“I’ve never been on a date.” Beck breaks our volley. “What do you think this is?”

Smooth beck, smooth

“Otto hung a sign that says, ‘Saylor Scott’s Inspiration’ above my locker,” Beck states. A reluctant grin tugs at my lips. “That’s kind of funny.” It’s also nice to know he didn’t totally erase me from his life the way I’ve tried to remove him from mine. “I thought so, too,” Beck admits. “Not that I’ll ever tell him that.”