Dan shrugged。 He was beyond Chuck？s nasty wisecracks； and beyond Ms。 Solomon？s insolent
crush。 Way beyond。 In fact； right now he was so consumed with love for Vanessa； he wasn？t sure
what to do with himself。
Uh…oh。
On the subway he？d started writing his graduation speech； modeling it after all the stupid
graduation speeches he？d heard in movies。We are the future。 The ticket to a successful life is a
good education。 The world awaits us with all it has to teach 。 But that had been before he and
Vanessa had sex on her roof。 Now he was pretty sure he was changing the topic。 For how could he
not write aboutlove？
Double uh…oh。
He glanced down at the letter again； picked up his chewed…on black Paper Mate pen； and turned
to a clean sheet of paper in his loose…leaf binder。
Dear Professor Papadametriou；
Thank you for offering me the opportunity to work with you this summer。 However； something
has e up and I will not be able to accept the position。 I would very much like to meet you and
your dogs and your son sometime。 Until then； good luck； and good luck with your book。
All the best；
Daniel Humphrey
P。 S。 I？ve enclosed a poem you might want to include in your book。
He turned to another fresh page。
view from the roof
The view is better from up here。
See her factories； her rivers。
If her hills weren？t in the way
I could see into the windows of the apartment across the street。
See a woman pouring milk as she sets the table for dinner。
Oh there。 There？s the table。 There。
I can see everything from here。
There。 Yes。 Right there。
Dan wasn？t sure if he really had the guts to send such