Driving six hours is a long time on the road. Six hours spent singing car-aoke and taking in the picturesque scenery, but mostly reminiscing about the good times. But those days were long gone and my mind was in a different place now. Or was it? My pulse quickened as I passed the road sign which read "Medford 27 miles."
I hadn't been back since I graduated from Medford High in 1985. I'd been a cheerleader, and dated Brad Snelling senior year. It was assumed we'd get married. I wondered if he'd recognize me at the reunion tonight?
I drove past Mary's Tas-T-Land; it looked the same, just a bit more weathered. I wondered if Suzanne Vrable's mom still worked there - heck, she had probably retired by now.
Pulling into the parking lot of Lakeview Inn, I glanced at the invitation addressed to Ms. Christine Eberle.
Adjusting my necktie, I hoped they'd remembered to put Christofer on my name tag.