I've...kind of been hanging back from talking to her, ever since I spoke to Cal. Hanging back because...well. I like Sarah. I really like her and...I can kind of count the people who matter to me on one hand. And I'm sick of losing.

And I kind of feel...really, really shitty for not knowing about this sooner.

I walk up behind her, careful to let my sneakers scuff, let her know I'm coming, because the last thing I want is to sneak up on her.

"Uh." Classic way to start, Columbus. "Hey, Sarah."