The following day, I went to the park looking for Jason. He was seated at our bench when I sat down next to him.

“Sorry.â€? We both said at the same time.

“Go ahead.â€? I whispered, fidgeting with my hands.

“It was none of my business,â€? Jason began, “I could have just stayed out of all of it. Sorry if I’m bothering you, but … I … I really like you.â€? I gaped at him. “Your turn.â€?

My turn?! How can there be a my turn after that bit of news?! Plus, I honestly had no idea what I was going to say now.

“Allie? You okay?â€? I must have zoned out.

I nodded and regained my voice. “I’m fine. I’m just … thinking.â€?

“Thinking about what?â€? Jason asked and I could feel his hand sliding off his lap, closer to me. “Is something wrong?â€? Um, not really sure yet.