“Easy,” Sail said, echoing her earlier statement. “By the water. Reading, maybe napping under the sun, but definitely being with you.”
Galvin blushed.
“What’s the one thing people always get wrong about you?”
She thought for a minute. “That I’m confident. Most days, I’m faking it.”
“Lies,” he said, refuting her. “You’re one of the most confident people I know.”
She pointed at herself. “Fake.”
Sail rolled his eyes.
“What’s your biggest regret?”
Sail exhaled and stared at the ceiling. “Probably not standing up for myself when it came to my future. I should have.”
“It’s not too late.”
He shrugged and rolled to face her.
“If you could have any superpower, what would it be?”
“Teleportation.”
“Then you could come see me anytime you wanted,” he said quietly.
“Or the Northern Lights.”
Sail laughed. “Yes, those too. Okay, what’s a fear you’ve conquered?”
“Public speaking. I used to panic, but now it’s just a thrill.”
“I suppose you need to be good at if you’re going to be an attorney.”
“Exactly. What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?”
“My grandma used to say, ‘You can’t control the wind, but you can adjust your sails.’”
“That’s perfect you.”
Sail nodded. “If you could relive any day of your life, which one would it be?”
“The day I realized my mom wasn’t going to be in my life forever. I would’ve told her then, all my hopes and dreams for my future, and asked her to leave a message on the video camera or something. I’d give anything to hear her voice again.”
Sail pulled her into his arms and held her. Galvin nestled in the crock of her neck and sighed.
“What’s something you’ve never told anyone? Her fingers traced the contours of his chest.
“That I’m falling in love with them.” Sail moved slightly to look at her. “Until now,” he added. “You’re the only one who has ever brought that emotion out in me, Galvin. You should know that’s where I’m at right now.” He looked at her for a long moment. “What’s the one thing you wish I knew about you?”
“I’m more scared of losing you than I let on.”
Sail maneuvered and hovered over Galvin. “I’m not going anywhere,” he told her. “We’ll figure it out, if it’s what we want. And we still have months before either of us have to go back to stupid reality. I will graduate in May, and then you’ll be back here, working. We’ll be together, Galvin. I believe this, deeply.”
“Okay,” she said with a nod. Tears clouded her vision.
“Please, don’t cry, babe.”