It was a rom without the com. I got out of my car near the fieldhouse where the band played. A summer night’s breeze riffed in time with the crickets and the music that drifted over the grass. I heard his voice singing “Boys of Summer.” Yes, they told me, the singer of the band is your old boyfriend. My first and best love. They told me he said, Jill is awesome. Say hi. They told me his girlfriend showed everyone her ring. That was the last time I ever heard his voice, that starry dark night, so long ago.
Jill Pabich is a writer who can't type. That's why her copy has no mistakes, she is always fixing it.