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but only for a few more months.”
    “Nice. Excited to graduate?”
    “Not really.” He sipped his beer. “It just means facing the real world.”
    “I’m just starting, so the thought of being done seems light years away.”
    “It goes fast, really fast.”
    “That’s what everyone says.” I took another bite of my wrap. It wasn’t particularly good or satisfying, but at least I had beer to wash it down.
    “So you’re the resident Vail expert. What exciting things do we have in store for us this week?” Dalton leaned back in his seat.
    “Aside from skiing or snowboarding?”
    “Which do you do?” he asked.
    “I snowboard.”
    “Nice, same here.”
    “To answer your question, there’s everything snow related you could want. It’s a fun time usually.”
    “Only usually?” He asked.
    I shrugged. “Long story.”
    “I don’t mind long stories. Plus we’ve got plenty of time.”
    “Ok, then a long story I don’t want to share.”
    “That’s honest. I’m guessing this has something to do with your bad mood.” Dalton finished off his burger.
    “I’m not in a bad mood.”
    He laughed. “Ok. Relax. I’ll figure it out eventually anyway.”
    We finished up our food and Dalton insisted on paying the tab. I assumed my dad would pay him back for it later. “We should probably head back over to the gate. Let’s hope the flight doesn’t get further delayed.”
    Before long our plane loaded. I was seated about five rows behind Dalton, and someone offered to switch seats so we could sit together. I didn’t mind sitting alone and told the man not to worry about it, but I appreciated the thoughtfulness of the passenger. It looked like some people still had the holiday spirit.

Chapter Three
    Glen
     
    “What the hell is going on with you?” Winston yelled from behind me.
    “Nothing.” I continued gazing out at the interstate below. If I looked out the window in the kitchen I could get a tiny view of Vail Mountain across the way.
    “Bullshit. You’ve been moping around all week. Is this about your parents?”
    “No.” I wasn’t looking forward to seeing them, but I was dreading seeing someone else more. Dreading, yet counting down to it. Maybe miraculously she’d have forgotten what had happened—and that I never explained myself. A year later and I still couldn’t get that devastated look of Savy’s out of my head, neither of the devastated looks.
    “Then it’s the girl.”
    “What girl?” I whirled around to look at my roommate. Winston and I weren’t friends when I first moved in the year before, but he’d grown on me. We’d met through a mutual friend, and so far he’d been a decent roommate.
    “The one who stops you from getting any real action.”
    “There’s no girl.” There wasn’t. Not for me. I’d hurt Savy, but it had been the right thing to do. She deserved someone better. Her whole life was about people disappointing her, and I refused to be another one added to her list.
    “There’s a girl. Savy is it?”
    “Where’d you hear that name?” Winston may have been growing on me, but I didn’t want him anywhere near her. I didn’t want anyone near her.
    “I’ve heard it from you. You talk in your sleep.”
    “No really. Where did you hear it?”
    He leaned back against the counter. “Really. She’s the same girl in that picture on your phone. She has to be.”
    “What the hell? Are you stalking me or something?”
    “No. You just leave your phone out all the time. You’re obsessed. How often do you jack off to that picture? Four times a week?”
    More like every night. “Never. She’s just an old friend. Drop it.”
    “What I’m trying to figure out is why you’re obsessing even more right now? It’s got to mean she’s here.”
    I ignored him. Maybe he’d go away.
    “Yes, I’m right. I bet she’s staying over where your parents are at Lionshead.”
    “I told you to drop it.”
    “She’s hot.”
    “Shut up.”
    “No really. I’ve seen the