St. Thomas Academy High School Class of ’96 – Homecoming Reunion
Celebrating 20 years of greatness
Leo saw her entering the hall, radiant as ever in her white dress. Isabelle floated in the midst of the chattering, shrieking, hugging mass of bodies around her, smiling earnestly yet reservedly at her old classmates.
“Quit staring. Your eyes look just about ready to fall off and roll on the floor.” Paul was chuckling.
Leo continued to watch her with a dreamy expression. “You know how it was, man.”
“You know she never got married, right? Apparently no one could meet her standards. Not that I have to tell you.”
Leo kept silent, choosing not to address Paul’s mocking tone. It still stung him though, the memories of having been turned down repeatedly. She’d just preferred “to focus on school.” She never did have a boyfriend, but back then, and even now, she always just seemed…happily pristine, somehow.
“I never did get her. And I don’t think I’ll ever understand. I mean, who walks like that? Damn, she’s still awesome.” Leo couldn’t keep from blurting his admiration.
Paul’s chuckle turned into a guffaw. “Man, you need a drink! Just drown your decades-old sorrows in gin.” He dragged Leo to the bar.