I Wasn’t Looking for My First Love – but When a Student Chose Me for a Holiday Interview Project, I Learned He’d Been Searching for Me for 40 Years

On Monday morning, I found Emily at her locker.

She saw me and froze. “Well?”

“It worked,” I said.

Her hands flew to her mouth. “No way.”

“It did,” I said, and my voice went thick. “Emily… thank you.”

“I just thought you deserved to know.”

She shrugged, but her eyes shone. “I just thought you deserved to know.”

As she walked away, she called over her shoulder, “You have to tell me everything!”

“Absolutely not,” I called back.

She cackled and disappeared into the crowd.