Catching a Ride

I wasn’t nearly as nervous going back to the airport as I had been leaving Montana to come to Paris. I was excited to be getting home to see my friends. I desperately wanted to talk to someone about what was going on with Ben, even though I hadn’t quite decided who I wanted to confide in. I didn’t want to tell everyone because I didn’t want it to be a big deal. I didn’t want it to be a deal at all. I just wanted someone to advise me on what to do and tell me I wasn’t crazy, but I didn’t know if it would be best to talk to Melanie, Raven, or Sam. I had the idea that if I told either one of the girls they would end up talking to one another about it. I knew if I spoke to Sam about it, he would be a straight shooter with me and never tell another soul. The only problem was, I didn’t know if he’d want to hear it. He’d listen, whether he wanted to hear or not, though. It was just a matter of wheth