CHAPTER THIRTY-ONERyan
October 19, 2016
“Boom,” Mallory says as she puts the car in park and lifts both hands in the air.
“Well done. I guess I’m buying lunch then, huh?” I laugh.
I remember when we were in high school and Mallory used to brag about how well she could parallel park. Her dad taught her how to do this, and he would challenge her to do it in the least amount of moves possible.
Over the last two months, I have been helping her with driving and preparing to take her test for her license. It has been nice spending time with Mallory. I know Jenna wants us all to get to some level of comfort with each other so we can move forward.
It’s hard to believe that Mallory has been back for six months. I have a lot of different feelings about it. Jenna has been on edge but also wants
