My So-Called Ruined Life. Melanie Bishop

       SOME TIDAL WAVE

      In the next half hour, Greta needs me to make up my mind about visiting that Eco League college. She doesn’t care either way (but really she does—she’s big on education), but if we’re going, she needs to turn off at the next exit. Greta doesn’t hesitate to say she thinks we should stick with the plan—we allowed time for the side trip, she reminds me, and we have an appointment. But she’ll leave it up to me. What it all boils down to is that Greta’s worried about me. The incident with the old man put a damper on our trip and my mood.