Sequel to Louder Than Words More Than Words: Book Four
The graduate period is upon us. Seventeen days of May where we dress in red overalls and do stupid things we’re not normally allowed to do.
I’m not celebrating. I don’t see the point. I’m not looking forward to finishing school. Because finishing means that everything will change, and I’m not ready for that.
Everyone else seems to be though and I’m left all alone, wishing everything would just stay the same.
Reading this book I felt very much the end of an era. I can recall the end of my own high school years and the similar feeling of friends dispersing and even when we see each other, not all being together at the same time. This was true to life writing for me.