You knew, from the first day in Miss Garber’s class that I was going to do the play, didn’t you. When you looked at me and smiled?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“And when I asked you to the homecoming dance, you made me promise that I wouldn’t fall in love, but you knew that I was going to, didn’t you?”
She had a mischievous gleam in her eye. “Yes.”
“How did you know?”
She shrugged without answering, and we sat together for a few moments, watching the rain as it blew against the windows.
“When I told you that I prayed for you,” she finally said to me, “what did you think I was talking about?