“Hey, before you say anything, I just want you to know I’m sorry about the party,” said Nick.
“It’s okay,”. I said, wiping my eyes.
“Is everything alright?”
“No, my parents are getting a divorce and are sending me away to camp for the whole summer,”.
“Oh, I’m sorry,”.
“It’s okay, it’s not your fault. How are we gonna see each other over the summer?”
“Maybe I should go to camp too,”.
“I wish,”.