10 - See Me, Feel Me

~Bailey’s Point of View~

When I confessed to Trey where we were going, he jumped out of his car and dressed. At first I was offended, but then I realized he left the keys. The car was still running. What the hell was he doing? Did he have to pee or something?

I made quick work out of getting dressed and then trying to get my hair back in a ponytail.

I watched in disbelief as he ran to a nearby field, filled with California poppies and began to pick them. He was picking flowers … to take to my grandparents’ graves. I covered my mouth in shock at what I was seeing. Why did this simple gesture just completely hit me so hard?

Maybe because literally nobody had ever done something that sweet and thoughtful. Because Trey as a whole seemed very considerate and I wasn’t used to that. I had one friend, a girl I worked with at a coffee shop a couple years ago that I texted sometimes. She was about the only thing close to a friend that I had. But still, we only made small talk and we never h