Banks Day 12.5

After lunch, the day is still young. We head back to Chestnut Ridge, looking for something to do. Even with the light snow and the sudden drop in temperature, I suggest we check out the Palomino Junction Fair. Udom agrees, saying it might be fun. Udom: I haven’t been to a fair in years. We…

I lie in bed, trying to silence my thoughts of Udom and remind myself that I’m the director of this situation. But my resolve falters when I picture him lying in bed with his cocoa‑butter skin, that slightly crooked smile, and those soft brown eyes. I want to be in control, but of what? Isn’t…