Riley had left early to handle a couple of catering deliveries, so I was getting dropped off at work by my dad. When I got in the car, my senses were immediately overwhelmed with the scent of peaches and honeysuckle mixed with something unfamiliar. I blinked a couple of times, trying to process what I was experiencing. Was this my guilty conscious shaming me for not going bowling with Nica and Willow?
I swallowed, trying to pretend everything was fine. The last thing I needed was my dad thinking I was hallucinating and having a psychological breakdown.
“How was bowling last night?” he asked as I buckled my seat belt.
“I didn’t go,” I admitted. Immediately I closed my eyes. My voice had come out so small, I knew without a doubt he was picking up on the fact. I slowly sucked in a deep b
