My ex-boyfriend called. He wanted to go camping, and for some reason he wanted me to join him. “Umm, what’s the occasion?” I stammered.
“I just want to get out of town for a few days before classes start. We can fish the North Fork. I hear you’ve been learning to fly fish.” He waited for a reply, and I tried to imagine spending a friends-only weekend with a guy who still had a firm grip on my heart. Continue reading →