The wind up.
Spencer was really becoming a social butterfly. He had felt really good lately. He felt this odd surge of self-worth. He was being awkward at times, but he felt like for the the first time, he was actually making progress. Ford was right, friends helped. Mr. Houston had said that it was okay to flirt with more than one person. Spencer was kind of taking advantage of that statement. He wondered through Dalton, humming. He thought about Merril, and wondered when he would see her again, and let out a long sigh.





