Cassie.The restaurant was cozy and intimate, the kind of place that made you forget the world outside existed. As Mr. Pierson and I talked, the initial tension eased, replaced by an easy camaraderie I hadn’t expected. For someone who seemed very responsible, he had an easy going side to him.“Cassie, you know you can drop the formalities outside of school, right? Call me Jon,” He had said, and because I hadn’t been anticipating he’d say that, I choked a little on my food.“Try it,” He urged.I tilted my head, a smile creeping onto my face despite my best efforts to keep things strictly polite. “Jon,” I repeated, testing the name like it was foreign to my tongue. “That’s going to take some getting used to.”He laughed, a rich sound that filled the small space between us. “I’ll allow a grace period. But only a short one.”As the evening wore on, I found myself relaxing even more. Jon talked about his life, growing up as the eldest of five brothers, and how he’d felt the weight of re
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