CHAPTER 17

  Alice

  My book is open, and I'm playing with my pen between my fingers.

  Our professor is talking about something I don't understand. Winnie is taking notes and holding up her hand now and then, but I can't put my heart into this seminar.

  Pre-law... Becoming a lawyer... This just isn't what I want.

  I return to my empty block and start drawing. People are discussing things, but the sounds of their voices die.

  I'm drifting into my own world, and the page turns into a comic recreation of what happened with Nathan and me this morning.

  After I'm done, my lips curl.

  I have drawn us in the snow, smiling at each other, and Winnie leans close to steal a peek of what I've drawn. The professor has announced a break, and Winnie gasps.