Key's mother invited us to a New Year's Eve party in Boston being sponsored by a publishing company there. I asked Key if I could just go over to his house instead.
I decided that we couldn't be friends anymore and I had to tell Key as soon as possible.
Much like my life, there was a storm coming. The wind whipped snowdrifts off the cars and rooftops. Despite my hat and gloves, I felt the cold air pierce my skin. Clouds intermittently covered the moon giving everything a creepy feeling.
"Key," I said, "there's something I have to tell you."
"OK," he said with a look of happy anticipation.
"You know Anna from English class?" He looked disappointed while nodding affirmatively. I went on, "She kind of likes you and wants to go out with you."
"Did you lose your cell phone? Did the
