“I like the way you think. So what’s on the menu?”

“Well I cooked some salmon diced it up and made a salad out of it. It’s pretty much the only thing I can make besides breakfast.”

“Sounds good…”

So we eat in silence. And I steal little looks at her here and there. And she is so great and I wonder how long it will take her to get better? And I wonder will she go back to her world? And I wonder why I feel such a strong connection with her or rather to her.

“Hey? You got all serious there…wanna talk about it?” She asks. I don’t say anything but I smile at her. Trying to lighten the mood.

“Come on spill it…there’s something on your mind right? I mean you are normally very happy go lucky…brooding doesn’t seem like you Shane.”

“Really?….." I thought…… nah forget it…So yeah here it is. I have been thinking about dropping out….it’s a long story but the thing is….I was always good at stuff. I played sports in school cause I wanted to meet more girls. So I played soft ball, I was good at it. So then I played hockey …I was good at it. So I get a  scholarship yeah…So my dad is real proud right yeah. So he doesn’t mind that I am gay…but he blames it on my mom dying. Right? Not being around to you know turn me into a girly girl. You know hair, nail polish skirts, all the things I love in them, but you know I can’t do it myself…So yeah I like the ocean…I like animals, I wanna save the earth…meet some exotic sea nymph move to island and never leave. But the thing is that I feel like I have been keeping dad happy cause he doesn’t have mom anymore…So I don’t want to let him down…but I can’t keep this up. This is a lot of shit to unload…I am sorry…”

From saying nothing to her all week to giving a huge chunk of my life away. I had to start considering making up my mind about how to approach her