Preview #1

The Terror (I)
It’s Sunday night. When I first find out that the one terror of my life has arrived – the one that I thought would have never happened to me – the first thing I do is call Nate on the phone and tell him. And when he says that it’s okay, that it happens to anyone, I call him the dumbest jerk in the whole wide world.
“Easy for you to say,” I half-yell, half-sob into the receiver. “You’ve got a perfectly perfect life, with parents stuck together like glue!”
Then I slam the phone down. And ignore all his calls.