Daniel

Daniel was sweet.

Blue Lake Fine Arts camp was a great way to spend the summer even though the drastic Michigan weather made my lungs hurt.

Daniel didn’t know me very well.

There was a dance that everyone had a date to go with.

I asked Daniel.

He said no.

We then dated online for a year and he was very bad about responding to my messages.

I broke up with him in an email.

I found him years later in college and asked him how he had been.

He had had better luck dating than I had.