How I Fell in Love (#3 How I Fell in Love Trilogy)

Keefe Busters

Dear Sophie, 

Please stop try to contact me. I need time to myself. I'm not going to lie, I'm not doing very well. My resources are almost gone, and now I know why people hate spam. 

I wish we had left off better, but I'm not sorry for what I said. I miss everyone...yes, even Tam. I guess he's not all edges.  

I think I broke dislocated my shoulder during one of my more dangerous escapades. Remind me to never cat-sit if I ever see you again. 

I hope you find the happiness I never had, 

Keefe  

Sophie crumpled the letter that had plagued her for the last 3 and a half months. She threw it into the trash can, the crossed to room to rip the page March out of the calendar on the wall. It was April now, and no sentimental feelings could turn back the time.  

"No need to assault the poor calendar." Biana muttered from on top of Sophie's bed, where she was filing her nails. "It's not the calendar who went AWOL on us."  

Biana huffed, moving her wrist back and forth. "I'm pretty done with Keefe's moodiness. You know, he should be a music conductor." 

"Why?" Sophie asked tiredly. Most of Biana's statements about Keefe these days were derogatory. 

"He should be a conductor because..." Biana paused dramatically, "He loves to play on people's emotions!" 

"I mean, that's kind of true." Linh piped up, lifting her face mask.

"I guess." Sophie muttered, plopping down on the floor with a robin's egg blue nail polish.

"But we're here for you." Biana smiled, looking up from her now flawless nails. "And if Keefe ever comes back, we're going to kick his butt!" 

"With karate!" Linh sang. 

"Ha! Yes, with the karate that we know so well." Biana smirked. "So, where do you think he is?" She directed the question at no one in particular. The question had been debated constantly over the last few months.

At first, Keefe's parents had wanted to get a private investigator to haul Keefe in, until they either realized that they didn't care, or that he was 18 and an adult who should fend for himself(Both options were also debated within Sophie's friend group). 

Dex thought Keefe had probably moved somewhere cheaper to live, like Los Angeles, where he could rent a small apartment and pick up a good deal of odd jobs. 

Fitz believed Keefe had moved out of state, maybe as far Mississippi, which was (according to Google) the cheapest state to live in. Sophie had shown the letter to her friends after news of his disappearance was mainstream. Nobody knew how much money Keefe had started out with, but he could've easily bought a plane ticket.  

Tam had first believed Oliver's parents had taken him in (they hadn't). Tam later stated that he believed Keefe had moved to the "Land Down Under." 

"The land down under?" Biana had asked. 

"Yup. Australia, home of all things dangerous. I bet that's where he broke his arm taking care of cats!" 

Biana thought Keefe was living right under their noses, and he was only pretending that he had really moved on. "He's not that mature, after all. Do you really think he could survive this long in a new environment?" 

Marella, (the queen of gossip) of course had her own theories, and regularly took polls for the most popular opinions on her instagram (which Sophie thought was quite insensitive). According to the polls, 56% of voters believed Keefe was a hobo 14% believed he was secretly back at London, and 30% said "other."