Chapter One, Part One - The note

Please meet me at 8:00pm in front of the fountain. We need to talk. I reread the note again. I'm not sure why I feel so anxious when I read his words. He never was the best printer but seeing his round, boyish letters written on this little card makes me feel heavy with something that I can't explain. Why does he still have that affect on me after such a long time? I can still feel how his hands felt on my skin, touching under my arm and telling me how soft my skin is there. His boyish smile, his laugh...the memory of both leave me with a sense of deep longing, like I've never felt since.