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Suddenly　it　didn？t　seem　hard　to　say　good…bye　at　all。

Dan　hugged　her　weakly　because　it　seemed　like　the　right　thing　to　do；　then　watched　her　disappear

through　the　trap　door。　He　was　kind　of　glad　that　they　were　breaking　up；　and　he　was　definitely

psyched　she　was　going　to　leave。　He？d　learned　a　lot　from　her；　about　nature；　about　exercise；　about

spirituality；　but　he？d　reached　his　breaking　point：　he　just　wanted　a　cigarette；　a　minute　of　peace；　and

then　he？d　head　downstairs　and　go　home　with　Vanessa？in　a　just…friends　sort　of　way。

？Bummer；？　uttered　a　male　voice　in　the　darkness。

Why　was　it　so　hard　to　get　a　minute　alone？

？Who？s　that？？　All　Dan　could　see　was　a　cherry　tip　and　the　telltale　scent　of　a　joint。

？Sorry；　dude。？　Nate　Archibald　stepped　closer　to　Dan。　？Didn？t　mean　to　eavesdrop。　I　guess　you

didn？t　realize　I　was　up　here。？

？Oh；　hey。？　Dan　recognized　the　preppy　stoner　guy　who？d　broken　Jenny？s　heart　last　fall。　Jenny

seemed　to　have　gotten　over　it　pretty　fast；　though；　so　there　were　no　hard　feelings。

？You？re　taking　it　pretty　well；？　Nate　mented。

？Honestly；　man；？　Dan　replied　philosophically；　？it　just　wasn？t　meant　to　be。　I　thought　she　was

someone　I　was　interested　in。　I　mean；　I　thought　I　was　ready　for　a　change。　But　you　know　what？　I

was　wrong。　I　think　I　just　fell　into　the　trap　of　being　excited　by　theidea　of　someone　new；　even

though　we　were　totally　wrong　for　each　other。？

？Really？？　Nate　coughed。　The　thing　Dan　had　just　described　sounded　sort　of　familiar。

？The　thing　is；？　Dan　continued；　waxing　philosophical；　？there？s　a　girl　downstairs；　and　she？s　the

one；　man。　She？s　theone　。？

Which　one？

？I　think　I　know　exactly　what　you　mean；？　Nate　added；　his　voice　an　octave　higher　than

normal。　？And　that　chick　was　right；　too？there　are；　like；　paths；　right；　and　sometimes　they　just　。　。　。

diverge。　Right？？

Whoa。

？I　don？t　know　about　paths；？　Dan　replied；　even　though　the　whole　paths…diverging　thing　was

actually　borrowed　from　Robert　Frost？s　poem　？The　Road　Less　Traveled；？　which　he？d　actually

quoted　in　his　graduation　speech。　？I？m　kind　of　sick　of　all　this　New　Age　bullshit；　to　tell　you　the

truth。？

？Yeah？？　asked　Nate。　It　sounded　kind　of　cool　to　him。

Of　course　it　did。

n　exits　stage　left

Nate　pushed　past　a　couple　of　girls　in　fullon　shimmy　mode　and　scanned　the　room。　It　was　so

crowded　he　could　barely　find　a　familiar　face。

Or　maybe　he　was　just　too　baked。

He　hadn？t　expected　to　have　any　kind　of　epiphany　at　this　dumb　Hollywood　party。　This　was

supposed　to　be　the　summer　when　he　got　serious；　when　he　turned　his　back　on　parties　and　pot　and

chasing　girls　who　were　more　trouble　than　they　were　worth。　This　was　supposed　to　be　the　summer