One Italian Summer

by Rebecca Serle

I just feel like I need more time.… I really just feel ambushed, you know? I mean, I thought I had so much more… time. I thought I had all summer to impart my wisdom about work and life and your future, and I just feel like I had something to tell you. Oh! On the bus, make sure you choose a good seat, you know, because people are creatures of habit, and the seat you pick in the beginning could be your seat for the rest of the year, you know? Get a window seat, honey, ’cause there’s so much to see. —LORELAI GILMORE