12 Years After My Divorce, I Ran Into My First Love—And What Happened When Our Eyes Met Took My Breath Away

and I treated it that way. I studied while everyone else went to football games. I skipped parties because one bad semester could cost me the scholarship every guidance counselor said I had a real shot at earning.

Jamie used to tease me about it constantly. “You know,” he’d say, walking beside me after school, “I’m starting continue reading …