I’m not here for the high school reunion. I’m here for her.
Fifteen years ago, she was rich, popular, and envied. And she was my biggest crush. But girls like her didn’t go for guys like me—geeky, puny, a punching bag to jocks.
Life has a way of shifting things around, though. As I peer out my windshield at her now, all these years later, so many things are different, so many things have changed, yet one thing remains the same: Cara Miller is still my biggest crush.
And she’s about to be mine.