44. ‘You’ve Got So Far to Go’ by Alkaline Trio
by Mariah Stovall
I finally found Fiona on a Monday. It was after the last bell. I grabbed her hand. The scabbed-over pockmarks on it didn’t faze me. Let them migrate onto mine. White-flowered trees were in bloom, diffusing the scent of fish, or was it come (not that I’d smelled it yet), all around us. I withdrew my knuckles from hers and shielded my nose. She mimicked the gesture without mocking it. I bypassed introducing myself and begged her to tell me she wasn’t like everyone else.