By the time he dropped me off at the hospital entrance, the silence had stretched into five long minutes. I climbed out of the truck and mumbled “thanks” without looking at him. He didn’t say anything as I closed the door and turned to go into the hospital.
I had no idea what was wrong with me, but I was really mixed up. How could I feel such an intense physical reaction to my best friend’s touch while my mom was lying in a hospital bed? Finding out Jeff was in love with some girl had surprised me, but it was also pissing me off. I wanted to fall in love, too. I wanted to tell him I found someone who loved me, someone who understood me, and that it was another guy. Not a girl. A guy. But I was a coward and couldn’t tell him. After last night, he probably thinks I’m a freak and our friends
