Zane:

I turn around to see Mindy standing behind me. She still looks the same as the last time I saw her five years ago, but her hair is short, and she dyed it brown to match her eyes. My mouth falls ajar for a split second, and I quickly clear my throat, adjusting myself on the seat.

"Zane!" she exclaims, opening her arms as her brown eyes gleam with the widest grin hanging on her face.

Ignoring her invite for a hug, I put out a hand, taking hers in mine, and initiating a handshake, which is ...