" I censored every look i gave him, every word, every touch, certain that I'd mess up and someone would find out....
To our parents, we were the same best friends as always, innocent and inseparable. whenever we could steal a few minutes alone, that's when we became the"other," charged-up thing that kept me up at night, afraid of falling so fast, afraid of losing, afraid it wouldn't last once Frankie found out."
~pg 14-15, Twenty Boy summer by Sarah Ockler