I Left While You Were Busy
Language: en
When tickets for the express train to New York went on sale, Bruno habitually ordered two. One for himself. One for Isla. Only after locking in their seats did he turn to me and ask, "Callie, did you get your ticket?" I froze. On his screen, his seat was right next to Isla’s. When I opened the app a second later, the only remaining seat on the train was in the adjacent car. I stared at the seat number, a sudden, hollow laugh catching in my throat. From our summer trips to college orientation, whenever there were three of us, they were always a pair. I was always the odd one out,…