Love's Labor Losted

I knew it was coming, but then again, it really didn't take a fortune teller.

Ashes, you may recall, started high school this year by playing a game of musical boyfriends. She had her first flirtation, first boyfriend, and first ride home in a police car, all in the space of a week-end.

But I've noticed something, these past seven days. While her first few days were full of talk about this new boyfriend, Billy, and everything he said or did, this past week has been filled with talked about how Billy's been avoiding her.

At first it was because he had a cold, and didn't want to give it to her. Then there was silence and avoidance, and talk of her friends threatening to kill him. And tonight, she asked to call him, since he clearly was never going to call her.

I allowed her to call, even though I knew what the conversation was going to be like. I tried to warn her, but she didn't want to hear it.

Sure enough, two minutes into the call, she asked to go outside. "The reception's better out there," she said.
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