February
Dear Will,
I knew today was going to suck. It's the first time in years I'm spending Valentine's Day alone. Mom said she was sending me something. I guess it's probably some of those cookies from that place we got cookies from the last time she visited us. The name is slipping my mind right now.
We had our first kiss on this day a few years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday. It was the winter carnival. We were riding the tilt-a-whirl. We were two peas in a pod in those small karts. We just kept spinning round and round. The ride finally stopped. I got distracted by how you got covered in the light illuminating the attraction and you. I went in for the kiss, and you had the same idea. It was short and sweet.
I'll probably watch whatever half-decent rom-com I can find on TV and call it a night. I'm hoping they play Love, Simon this year. I remember Holly dragged me to see it with her. I think I ended up liking it more than her. Maybe that should've been a sign.
Okay, so I just had a change of plans. Mom's Valentine's Day gift just came through. She bought Jane and Dustin plane tickets and flew them here for the weekend. We're about to go out.
I feel like I'm hijacking their first Valentine's Day. I mean, I didn't ask them to come. Just because I'm miserable doesn't mean everyone needs to drop their plans. I'm not even dragging them down with my singleness. You're not dead. We haven't broken up. You might not even be on the same continent.
That's enough depressing crap. You're probably wondering about our nephew. That's right. I was way off. Nancy and Jonathan found out the gender earlier this week. It's a boy! Mom told me that Nancy's the first Wheeler girl to have a son first since our great-grandma. His growth is at a healthy rate.
Babies. Marriage. It feels like yesterday when we were all in my basement, playing D&D. That was barely even a decade ago. How do we let time slip by so fast? We'll be in retirement homes, yelling at those dang kids before we know it.
I want to turn back time to August. I want to stop you from leaving the arcade alone. I could've walked you home and then headed to Lucas's house. Or you could've walked gone with me. We were helping his parents move some boxes.
Pretty sure Jane and Dustin are getting impatient with me; I should entertain my guests. One last time; Happy Valentine's Day.
Love, your boyfriend,
Mike
