I Remember You (Part 2)
September 30, 2010 in Love, Personal, religion
In the winter of 1988, the school where all the teenagers lived was closed and half were reassigned to one city in Mexico and the other half to another. The Canadian, however, was sent by train to Canada to renew his visa. When he returned, he and I were among the only teenagers remaining in all three schools in Monterrey. I was thrilled and terrified. It meant when I saw him, which was much more often, I would be expected to interact and to speak. There were no more crowds of people our age in which to get lost.
