Chapter 9Corey waited for Brielle to get ready. They were going to see Casablanca. He didn’t want to see Casablanca, and he didn’t want to be in a crowd.
Brielle grabbed her bag and signed, Will he be there?
Corey nodded. Hayden was in charge, he’d be there.
Good. She grinned, and they walked down the street. They hadn’t walked for more than a couple of minutes before the crowd thickened. He glanced at Brielle, doubting he could convince her to go home and watch Casablanca in the quiet of his living room instead.
The square came into view, and Corey sighed. It was already packed. Panic clawed at him. He did not want to be here. Casablanca wasn’t that good of a movie, and sitting on a folding chair wasn’t much fun, and people…Corey didn’t do people.
Brielle paid him no attention. Her e
