Excerpt
For me, the first day of school meant not having to work ten hours a day so I should have been anxious about getting back to school, but I wasn’t thinking about how nice seeing my friends would be. Instead, I was nervous about starting my last year of high school. I dreaded graduating. Unlike my friend Ilse who knew that all she wanted to do was marry her boyfriend and, unlike Wendy, who had already been accepted to The College of William & Mary I had no idea what I’d be doing next year. Of course if you talked to my mother she’d tell you I’d be married to David Alfaro as soon as school was out, or before.