Later, a friend told me that Jack was a legendary senior at Sunshine High School. The second time I saw him was in June of my sophomore year, right after he’d taken the college entrance exam. He dropped a letter in front of me as I was eating my dumplings and then walked away without a word.
A year later, I secretly changed my college preference to the city where Jack was studying. When he saw me with my suitcase on campus, he laughed and cried like an idiot.
"Sorry for waiting for so long, Senior," I said while beaming at him in his arms.
"I’d wait ten more years if I had to," he promised, his eyes were bright and firm.
However, in the ten years that followed, four years of college and five years of marriage, the promise was finally broken.
"Lucy," a gentle voice brought me back to the present.
"Sorry for the long wait," Dr. Robertson smiled, then put several delicate boxes of cake in front of me. "I picked these up for you. You mentioned that you liked the cake from this place before."
"Should I order every coffee on the menu to make it up to you?" I joked.