He stepped outside into the September air, already cooler, already forgetting. The city was still there. His life was still there. But for one summer, he had been the guy in the red dress’s bad decision. And that, he decided, was enough.
It was the tenth week of a twelve-week corporate internship at Meridian Group, a mid-tier asset management firm in a glass tower that smelled of stale coffee and expensive cologne. The other interns—nine of them, all from the same five target schools—spent their days perfecting Excel models and fetching oat milk lattes for senior vice presidents. But Leo and Jenna had discovered a different kind of summer school.
“I know.”