Andrew
On Friday, I got what I wanted.
In a sense.
Waiting in the car outside of the high school for Raven, the woman who’d been on my mind nonstop exited through the front doors and walked toward the small parking lot on the side of the building.
Without any thought, in the blink of an eye, I was out of my car and halfway to her. “Lanie!”
She turned, brows furrowed. Recognizing me, though, the hardened expression melted. “Andrew,” she breathed.
The hairs all over my body stood on end. I wanted to hear her say my name again and again.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, looking all around. “Did you have a parent-teacher meeting?”
“No, I came to pick Raven up from school. We’re going to a talk at the library.”
“That’s nice.”
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