Is He Too Old?

Lanie

The pep rally got underway, and it was impossible to maintain a conversation over the noise. Mr. Winters took a seat a few chairs down from me after he had all the kids engaged and excited, and by the time the event was in full swing, my mind was spinning a mile a minute.

All I could think about was Andrew. The ring on my finger felt like it weighed five hundred pounds, and every cell in body screamed for resolution. I couldn’t take all of the tension and not knowing. The unknown had always been the worst for me, and our lack of communication and his willingness to leave me in the dark was getting to me.

Not being able to take it anymore, I stood up and left the gym. I walked down the long hall and took a right, where I pressed my back to the lockers and slid down the length of them to sit on the floor.

What was I doing?

Was I about to make the biggest mistake of my life and marry a man who was not only seventeen years older than me, but also completely willing to neglect me for