Terrence makes me feel like I’m back in my twenties.

I’m free of the stress that has been plaguing me almost my entire life.

The tightness in my chest is gone. I’m smiling and can’t seem to stop.

Both of us turn off our phones and I take her out for dinner at some vegan joint about ten miles from the reunion hotel. We go walking on the beach and make out while the surf bubbles around our ankles. I’ve got wood about a mile high by the time we head back toward my car, her fingers ...