Before the Story

Before the Story

I wish I could say I’ve traveled the world and lived lots of interesting places, but that just wouldn’t be true. I’d only lived in one place until I moved to Italy for a short season, I’ll go into more detail about that soon. For now, let’s just say my home is Chicago. Of course, there was the time I spent away at college, which ended up being a terrible waste of time. Nothing against college, it just wasn’t for me.

First Love

First Love

When Allie found out that Sam liked me, she acted like it didn’t bother her, she knew if I thought she liked him, I would never have liked him. Allie wanted me to be happy, that made her happy, luck- ily Evan McMillan, liked Allie, so it all worked out.

Budget Smudget

Budget Smudget

Have you heard the word Smudget? Probably not, it’s not very popular; it means a small budget! What was my dad’s obsession with a budget? I didn’t get it; he had plenty of money, so why was he so worried about it? I tuned him out, not only did I not see the importance of the subject, but I thought I had better things to do with my time. I’m not a numbers kind of girl, I don’t hate math, but I’m not a fan of it either. My older sister Audrey enjoys analyzing reports; it’s like a hobby, but not me. I’d rather read a book than a spreadsheet.

A Very Small Question

A Very Small Question

I don’t understand it, but my sister loves having a routine. She thrives on it. She’s always right on schedule, and if she isn’t busy, she isn’t happy. I, on the other hand, enjoy a more relaxed pace, but I was working just as hard as she was. Audrey enjoyed all the families’ social obligations, unlike myself which felt there was no worse torture.

Truth or Lies?

Truth or Lies?

I told Meredith, I was almost done with my book when I asked for another small advance. I’m not sure if this was a lie or wishful thinking, but either way, it wasn’t the truth. Obviously, I wouldn’t say to her, “I’m no further along than when I first submitted it, it’s a disaster!”

I Should Have Stayed in Bed

I Should Have Stayed in Bed

I woke to the sound of my alarm, and for a moment I forgot I was back in Chicago. I didn’t sleep well. I’m not sure if it was the time change or all the memories of my mother stirred up on the flight home. I wanted to roll over and go back to sleep for a week. I agreed to this meeting with my Dad when I was negotiating with him to change my flight, so that I could have another week in Italy.

I’m Not in First Class

I’m Not in First Class

The train took me to the airport, and I settled into my not so comfort- able seat in coach. My father purchased a first class ticket for me, but I changed my flight so I could spend another week with Milo. Now I had to live with coach. As much as I enjoyed my extra week, now I missed the comfortable seat in front.

He's Everything

He's Everything

All my troubles began in Italy where I met Milo. I know what you’re thinking, you think I’m weak; that I can’t blame everything on Milo, that I should take some responsibility. Fair enough, I’ll take responsibility for not seeing what was coming, for being naïve and for wanting to be in love.

Hi, my name is Reese and I'm the younger sister

Hi, my name is Reese and I'm the younger sister

Younger or older sister, does it really matter? Seriously, if you’re ask- ing this question you must be an only child. Of course it matters, it’s not like a disease, but it does matter. I’m the youngest, the baby. I’ll argue that I don’t act like one, I’m fun-loving, free-spirited, creative, and resourceful, but my older sister would very quickly correct me. I hope you picked up on the quickly correcting me because that’s what big sisters do.