About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother of mine. I hadn’t seen Stan since graduation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of us together to meet for the first football game of the season.
My boyfriend decided to have a night owl party with his friends. He took advantage of his parents' trip and arranged for everyone to bring their computers and play games all night. Coincidentally, it was the weekend I was there too. He asked if it was okay, and I promptly said no. I knew his friends and always enjoyed watching them having fun.