In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I'd write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you'd gone on with your life and I didn't want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn't ever want to lose that.

Katie smiled and turned away, knowing it wasn't an illusion or a figment of her imagination. She knew what she saw. She knew what she believed.

Everyone always noticed Ashley. She was like a flashing neon sign for anyone with an ounce of testosterone.

In the distance, he could see Molly lying in the tall grass off to the side of the house.

There are lots of real men out there - men who could fall in love with you at the drop of a hat.

A good man is hard to find," she said wistfully. "Not everyone is as lucky as you are.

She was, in other words, the kind of girl who made the rest of us look bad, and whenever she glanced my way, I couldn't help but feel guilty, even though I hadn't done anything wrong.