CHAPTER THIRTY-FOURMallory
October 25, 2016
As I walk out of the DMV, I’m smiling, feeling like I have just conquered a significant step toward a new life as a woman in her thirties. I am eager to start looking for a car and to be driving again on a regular basis. My mother has been great about transporting me when needed, but I know it’s starting to become an inconvenience. She offered to give me my father’s old truck until I’m able to afford something new.
I sit on the bench near the courthouse to wait for her to pick me up. The air is crisp this morning and the trees are golden-brown with leaves that drift away and dance around the street. I watch as the traffic slowly makes its way around the brick-paved square of Everly Falls. There is a buzz in the air as people shuffle in and out
