Katrina smiled, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. “You doodle my name a lot.”
Laura was accepted to a college three states away. She packed her room in cardboard boxes, erasing herself from the house where she’d grown up. On the last night, she walked to the oak tree behind the football field. The bark had grown over most of the carving, but she could still make out the K and the L , wound together like vines. lauraloveskatrina
“Show me,” Katrina whispered.
“Looking for you.” Katrina walked closer. “Mike and I broke up.” Katrina smiled, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear