Your Long-Awaited Trip for Two

Summary

Three days before our graduation trip, my boyfriend, Connor, brought over a box of mystery travel scratch-offs for me to pick our destination.

I scratched off three in a row, and every single one of them read: Montana.

My best friend, Hazel, clapped her hands in excitement. She immediately pulled out her phone and canceled the beachside cabin I had spent weeks booking in Miami.

I refused to believe it. I grabbed the coin and scratched off every single card remaining in the box.

Every. Single. One. Said Montana.

But I had been planning this beach trip for three years.