WHEN WE COLLIDE
TER
counter with June. My plans were to go to the bar tonight h
o set me up with till she explained who she was and what she wanted. W
I saw her sitting at the corner of the room. I immediately recognized her as the girl
e didn't know it was me either, that left a lingering question on my mind. Would s
e took down notes. She looked so peaceful doing her j
akes me feel something
ut this, someone who might understand. Without really thinking ab
ason's voice is casual,
ng a bit. "You won't bel
he says, soun
I blurt out, still trying
en Mason asks, "June? The same June
supposed to be baking my sist
he full story. How'd that even happen?" he
dn't know who she was at first. Then my mom gives me her number, and we agree to meet at The Grove. I
ent, listeni
om. I immediately recognize her as the girl from the bar last night. I
ou serious?" M
idea who the other was. It was... une
Did she recogniz
licked. The look on her face when she realized it was me... pri
d. So, what's the deal with her?
man. She's different. There's something abo
how?" Mas
also this softness. Like she's been through a lot but is still standing strong. I don't kno
hings she doesn't want to talk
now this?" I
ore I went to her house. Sh
I'm an open book
silence before he says, "You know, this
"Oh, man. That was foreve
ber that stupid summer camp
th your nose always stuck in a book, and I was the idiot trying t
I remember watching you climb up there, thinking
bit of both," I ad
ere hurt, I was the one who ran over to see if you were
s okay. You started talking to me about all sorts of random things to distract
ho taught me how to loosen up a bit,
ach other ever since," I say,
on agrees. "So, what's the p
ink I want to see her again, but I'm not sure how to go about it. I don'
e's as interesting as you say, she'll apprecia
say, feeling a bit more at ease
u know I've got y
ves. As we wrap up the call, I realize just how much I value having Mason in my corner. We've
an't help but feel like maybe this is just the beginning of
the conversation with Mason last night, or maybe it was just the uneasy feeling I had about the wh
the streets are always empty. It's a place I know well, having grown up there. But every time I
tional rollercoaster this visit might bring, but I step out anyway and make my way to the porc
pecting you," she says
drop by," I mumble, tryi
er eyes filled with warmth. "It's
ough the house. It's comforting, but there's something else-a tens
ething?" I ask, tryi
sure if you'd be hungry," she says, leading me int
out in front of him. He looks up when we enter, his expressi
he says, his
acks, my jaw ti
g terms, and whenever we do talk, it never ends well. The
didn't know you were coming, otherwise I
e. I can feel my stomach knotting up, the old
y younger sister, Esme, appears in the doorway. She must have just woken up, her hair st
ive me a hug. She's almost ten now, but she
of the tension ease away. "
u were coming over," she say
with a small smile. "Ju
le and her smile falters for a moment.
tone light. "Yeah, I thought
r shoulders, giving her a reassuring squeeze. Esme has always been a bit more sensitive than me-s
ighten the mood. "Why don't we all
l move to the table. The tension is still thick, b
out school and her friends. Dad chimes in occasionally, but mostly it's just
So, Esme, have you been working on any new art proje
ng on a new painting. It's of a forest, but I'm trying
genuinely interested. "I'd l
we're just a normal family having a normal l
you about something," he starts, and I
ask, keeping m
w we've had our differences, but I've been thinking... may
. "Start fresh? You can't just say th
e a bit more forceful now. "But I'm trying,
I know she hates it when we fight. I take a d
ace for this conversation," I sa
miah's right. Let's just focus on h
at Esme and seems to think better of it. He nods, pick
er, Esme offers to help Mom with the dishes, and I take the opportuni
g here, trying to play nice, pretending that everything is fine when it's not. But then I thin
t