10, 9, 8, 7…
Faith:
4, 3, 2…
Noah:
Happy New Year, Madeleine Faith!
Faith:
Happy New Year, Noah… I don’t know your middle name!
Noah:
Thomas. After my dad.
Faith:
Nice. Happy New Year, Noah Thomas!
When Christmas break ends, life resumes at a frantic pitch. January speeds by.
Noah:
I get off at 3. Want to hang out?
Faith:
I wish. Speech after school + Dance Team practice tonight. Sorry.
Noah:
Oh. Grab dinner w/me before rehearsal Friday?
Faith:
Absolutely! Speech practice, tho. Meet @school @4:30?
Noah:
Yes! Finally! Seems like forever.
Faith:
At least we’ve had thumb speak.
Noah:
My thumbs salute your thumbs
Faith:
My fist bumps your fist
Noah:
I’ll see that fistbump and raise you a ((hug)) on Friday.