Talya

I was still at Rondy's apartment three days later. The first twenty-four hours after "the kiss" was strange, but then things went back to semi-normal. Every once in a while, I caught him looking at me with something more than friendship, but I ignored it. I taught him to play chess on an old, boxed checkerboard/chess set with plastic pieces that he dug out from a closet. He caught on fast and I realized Cecily was right, he was intelligent.

"So why don't you go to ...