Chapter 17
July 31st
My parents were the first people who heard the true story.
When we entered the house, I went first and Banner came in behind me. He wanted to hold my hand but I wouldn’t let him.
“We should tell them first,” I had told him. “It would be weird to just show up that way, don’t you think?”
He didn’t agree. We were going to tell them either way, was his argument. In the end, I got my way though because every time he went to take my hand in his, I would move it out of his reach.
Since I spent the last three nights at his place — and came home every morning after — I went into my bedroom to change as he and my parents took a seat in the living room.
I told my mother I’d been spending the night with a friend. At this point, she hadn’t questioned anything, because she wa
