Class Reunion

The newsletter came via email, sent straight to John’s spam folder…he had no time to keep up with the “The Trojan Times”, the utterly ridiculous name he called it for his old college’s version of a means to keep in touch with old classmates. Besides, he’s a Captain in the military for fucks sakes…definitely no time for sappy stuff like that…

But he checked it every quarter when it came out anyway…looking for them…he never got over them, never loved after that, never really moved on…

He knew this year was his 20 year college class reunion…and he hoped this year he would finally see their name in there somewhere…

His heart skipped a beat when he finally saw it…they were on the planning committee and named in a small article showcasing the committee’s efforts for the reunion that will be taking place within the week…his palms started sweating, he started shaking, and his stomach got butterflies…surely they will be there…

“I’m going out for the rest of the afternoon” he barked out at the sergeant sitting at the desk just outside his office, rushing out so fast not even leaving any time for a response or an explanation…he was gonna have to buy something to wear…