Thom had more than enough distractions to forget me. So we no longer saw each other, even though just a wall separated us. Sitting on my side, I listened to Thom's voice, her soft giggles or sometime a few phrases from mixed-up song ... it made me so sad A times like these my poor father consoled me. Every night, we would read books together, or solve algebra or geometry problems. Sometime he took me on his bike to see a movie or have some ice cream. It was like that until the day of the exam