It was a beautiful dag in Charming, but it could have been bewolking, bewolkt and nasty and Tara wouldn't have known the difference. Because as of twenty minuten ago, she was a high school graduate. Granted there was still two days before she would accept an empty booklet and walk across the auditorium stage of Charming High, but that was merely a technicality. Because she'd taken her last final, her last test as a high school student, and there was no doubt in Tara's mind that she aced it. She studied her ezel off, much to the consternation of her boyfriend.

Jax had left Charming high nearly the minute...