BOOK TWO: TAILGATES & HEARTACHES, LOCALS #2

I turn off my playlist opting instead for random radio stations as background noise. The three-hour drive seems longer tonight. My thoughts fly all over the place—I contemplate my past, my present, and my future. I haven’t heard a lyric of any songs since they started over an hour ago when I left Athens.

I struggle to process every interaction with Hamilton earlier this evening. My best friend since eighth grade seemed to be ...