Nicole stood on the front steps of the high school. Her backpack lay on the ground next to her duffel bag, which was currently filled with her soccer uniform, and a towel.
It was a warm day. It could have been summer. The grass had turned green. The trees had leaves, or at least buds. Nicole was barely noticing any of it. She was on the phone.
“My boyfriend? Mr. Noshow, you mean? He’s still not here, and soccer ended twenty minutes ago.”
Over the phone, Melissa said, “Well, he might have a good reason.”
Nicole shrugged. “If he does, he has a good reason an awful lot. I don’t think he’s ever been on time.” Continue reading Interlude: Thawed