William’s eyes snapped open. He was in the back seat of David’s car. Outside, the
winding road and trees suggested they’d just left the party. He recognized the
dark, rural road near the hall.
“I think I drank,” William burped, “too much.”
“You did,” David said from the front seat. “But that’s okay. You needed to blow off
some steam.”
“I did,” William agreed. “I kissed a girl tonight.”
“I know. Everyone knows. You made out with that girl in front of Eric’s
grandparents.”
“Her name was Melanie,” William said. “I’m in love with her.”