Turning the corner, I did my best to avoid running into anyone. I just wanted to be on my own because keeping my distance meant that I could keep the visions away. The last thing I needed was an invitation to expose what I was. What was I, anyway?
Uggghhh…so much for avoidance. Rolling my eyes, I slowed to a stop and turned around to see Taylor running to catch up with me. It didn’t matter how much I tried to be alone, Taylor never gave up. We went to preschool together and were practically inseparable from that point on, until I unraveled at the seams - ruining not only my life, but also my family's.
“Hey Tay,” I said shuffling my boots around in the fresh snow.
“Every day Channing. Every day I remind you that we could walk together and every day you either show up to school like two hours before it starts or you randomly take the long way to school without me. Seriously. Sometimes being friends with you is more work than it’s worth,” she said, letting out an over-dramatic sigh.
Quickly dropping the performance, she flashed me a genuine smile and then nudged me with her shoulder, trying to get a response out of me.
I gave in, thankful that her playful bump didn’t cause me to have a vision, and nudged her back with a half-smile parting my lips. We walked the rest of the way, mostly silence.