Chapter 32: We Need to Talk
“Dan,” I protest, digging my heels into the hard ground as he drags me towards the car. His anger scares me, the set of his shoulders, the grip of his fingers on my wrist. In all our ten months, I’ve never seen him like this, not towards me. Even that one time back at the barracks, after the bachelor party? He wasn’t this pissed. Then he had been sullen, drunk and silent, but now I feel his emotions hum just beneath his skin like an electric current powering his anger. “I went to the store,” I try again. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t turn around. Because we’re far enough away from the house now that Caitlin and whoever else has gathered on the porch to witness this little spectacle can’t hear what I say, I tell him, “I ran into my aunt, Dan.”
The announcement doesn
