Pam thought the reunion of high school friends would be a simple trip down memory lane.
But when an old prom tape emerged her curiosity deepened.
As the tape began to play, the grainy footage revealed something that left Pam questioning everything she thought she knew about those close to her.
Caleb and I stood at the front door, the crisp evening air brushing against my face.
My heart thudded with a mix of excitement and nervousness. I glanced at Caleb, whose expression screamed indifference.
His hands were stuffed into his jacket pockets, and his shoulders slouched like he’d rather be anywhere else.
“You could at least pretend to be excited,” I said, my voice tinged with irritation.
“Pam, not now,” Caleb muttered, rolling his eyes. “Can we not start this here?
Just give me a couple of hours without the drama, okay?”
“Drama? Seriously?” I shot back, crossing my arms.
“I’m not asking for much. I just want you to care about something that’s important to me.”
“There you go again,” he sighed heavily.
“Look, I’m here, aren’t I?
I could’ve been at the pub with the guys, but I came. That should count for something.”
“If hanging out at the pub means more to you than our little high school reunion, you might as well go,” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended.
“School reunion? There would only be three of us!” Caleb retorted, his frustration bubbling over.
“You always twist my words. It’s like you don’t even try to understand me.”
Before I could respond, the door creaked open, revealing Connor, his face lighting up with a warm smile.
“Pam! Caleb!
You made it!” he said, his voice full of genuine enthusiasm. “Sorry for the delay. You know, last-minute prep.”
“Connor!” I beamed, wrapping him in a friendly hug.
I reached into the bag I was holding and pulled out the cake I’d spent the afternoon baking.
“Look, I brought a cake.”
Connor’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“Oh wow! You baked this? That’s amazing, Pam!”
“Yep,” I said, feeling shy under his admiration.
“It’s a special occasion.”
“Twenty years since we graduated… Crazy how time flies,” Connor said, examining the cake with a grin.
“Yeah, yeah. She baked a cake. Big deal,” Caleb interrupted with a groan.
“Can we go inside now?
I’m freezing out here.”
The story doesn’t end here –
it continues on the next page.
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