Chips with the rope。 ?I just wanted to make you sweat a little。? His phone rang again in his pocket
and he pulled it out?even though he knew who was calling。 He silenced the ringer。
Chips arched an eyebrow。 ?Which one is it? Does she know where you?ve gone?? ?She doesn?t。
Neither of them knows; actually。 They both think I?m meeting them at Grand Central right now。?
Nate thought about Blair and Serena standing in the train station; wondering where he was; and
felt bad?but only for a minute。 He closed his eyes as he pictured Blair?s excited; happy face and
Serena?s wide; gorgeous smile。 It really was better this way?for everyone?whether they realized it
or not。 Serena and Blair would be friends again?without him getting in the way all the time。
?You didn?t even tell them?? Chips coiled a length of rope around one arm; his brow
furrowed。 ?Did nothing of my using…your…balls speech make its way through that thick hair of
yours and into your head?? Nate looked out to sea。 The sky above him was flooded with bright
morning light that bounced off the calm surface of the water。 ?No 。 。 。? he began。 ?I got it。 It?s
just 。 。 。 better this way。 If I?d told them; they would have tried to stop me from leaving。? His
phone started beeping wildly; breaking the perfect silence of the calm morning。 Nate pulled it out
of his pocket and silenced it again。 ?And I might have let them。? He glanced at the phone in his
hand and its screen flashing 18 MISSED CALLS。 He flipped it open and punched at the keypad;
knowing exactly what he needed to say in his text。 He pressed SEND and then SEND again。 And
then he brought his throwing arm back and tossed the phone out to sea。 It made a tiny splash as it
hit the calm surface of the water。
Chips nodded approvingly and Nate grabbed a rope to hoist the sail; giving it a fierce pull。 The
sail rose above him; fluttered in the breeze; and then grew taut。
?We?re off!? Chips cried as the boat motored out into the harbor。
Nate watched the dock grow smaller and smaller。 Maybe college was the right choice for most
people; but it wasn?t for him?at least not now。 Yale could wait。 He needed time to figure out who
he was and what he really wanted; and he was never going to do that if every spare minute was
taken up with classes; papers; and 。 。 。 Blair。 Or Serena。
The tall buildings of Manhattan began to recede into the distance; and the spires of the Chrysler
building and the Empire State building became tiny toy versions of themselves。 The island Nate
had called home his whole life suddenly looked 。 。 。 small。 He planted his feet on the teak planks
of the deck and turned his head into the wind as they sailed off into the sparkling; endless blue。
Like we?re never going to hear from him again? Not a chance。 The world is big; but notthat big。
the long goodbye
Blair crossed her arms and tapped her toe impatiently on the platform as the train began to fill up
with hundreds of luggage…toting passengers。 She was so fucking on edge that she felt like she
might throw up。 The bright silver train cars were momentarily engulfed in a white cloud of