Chapter Twenty-Three
Charlie
A week later, I sank into a chair across from Rachel at Wildlands. With a few bumps, my mother’s transition to spending her days at Norma’s place was turning out to be a good choice. It might’ve been the best decision I’d made ever since my life became one giant mess after another.
Today was one of Norma’s late evenings, and Em was spending the night with a friend. That meant I had time to myself that I hadn’t had in years. I’d been at my wits’ end about what to do with it until Rachel had insisted I come to Wildlands with her.
Rachel glanced over with a grin, her blue eyes bright. “This is so great. You’re actually doing something social.”
I grinned and rolled my eyes. “You know, it’s not like I had anything against doing something social. It’s just my li
