We Part In Autumn
It has been seven years since I shadowed Eula Ross like a fawning puppy. Under my dedicated tutoring, she successfully became a top student.
But after the SATs scores were released, she casually dropped a single line at a class reunion.
“Why don’t you apply for a community college with me? I have to go be with Luke Stetson.”
All these years, I have been at her beck and call while granting her every wish.
To make her happy, I even humbled myself to the point of slapping myself in front of everyone.
Everyone said I was her shadow that she could never shake off. They bet that I would be stuck with Eula for the rest of my life.
Right then, our classmates were standing by. They waited to see how me, the valedictorian, would humbly agree.
For the first time ever, my expression was cold as I flat-out refused her.
“Screw that! You’re the one with a screw loose. I’m not.”