Page 58 of Missed Notes (Rixon High 5)

“I care about her,” I said. “I care about her a lot actually. But she’s shutting me out.”

“That sounds like something Sofia would do.” A soft smile tugged at her mouth. “She’s a lot like me I’m afraid. I didn’t always find it easy to let people in.”

“I just want to be there for her. To help. In any way I can.”

“You’re a good boy, Cole.” She let out a weary sigh. “But Sofia is a tough nut to crack. And I worry this might be too much for her.”

“She’ll be okay, right? They’ll treat her and she’ll be okay?”

Some of the light in her eyes dimmed. “I wish I could say it’ll be that easy, but the truth is we don’t know yet. We’re waiting for some test results. The results will give the doctors a better—” A heavy sigh rolled through her. “I really shouldn’t be talking to you about this.”

“Sorry. Maybe I shouldn’t have come by.”

“No, I’m glad you did. Sofia’s life is going to get very difficult, Cole. She’s going to need friends in her corner. Even when she doesn’t want them. Especially then. But she probably doesn’t need the pressure of hurting someone’s feelings right now.”

Her words struck true, slamming into my chest like a wrecking ball.

“You think I should give her space.”

“I think Sofia has a lot to process and work through.”

“Okay.” The words tasted bitter on my tongue.

Backing off was the last thing I wanted to do, but maybe she was right. Sofia’s life was about to upend. I didn’t want to be another thing she had to worry about.

“My daughter is a lucky girl to have someone who cares enough about her to brave coming in here and talking to not only her mom but also the school guidance counselor.” Mrs. Bennet gave me a warm smile. “But it’s also my job to tell you, you have your own stuff to think about too. I know you haven’t made a decision yet about college, but the clock is ticking.”

“I know. I’m considering all my options, I am.”

“Good. Now get out of here or you’ll be late for next period. And Cole?” she said as I stood up.

“Yeah.”

“I’m glad she told you.”

“I… me too.”

I left there feeling oddly comforted.

Maybe I didn’t get the answer I wanted—or the blessing. But Mrs. Bennet hadn’t told me to give up on Sofia either.

I could work with that.

CHAPTERELEVEN

Sofia

“So what is the appointment today?”Aaron asked through a mouthful of cereal.

“Dude, gross,” I said.

“You love it.” He gave me a toothy smile.

“I really don’t.”

“Children,” Dad chided, waltzing into the kitchen. He gave my shoulder a squeeze, dropping a kiss on my head as he passed me.

A silent offer of support.

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