Chapter Fourteen
She knew it was cold out, but she didn’t care.
Alison sat on the front porch of her parents’ house, hearing her family inside. Just as Marcus pulled up across the street, the front screen door opened, and she looked back to see her grandma stepping out in a white bomber jacket. She pulled the inside door closed behind her.
“Was wondering where you took off to,” Iris said. Her smile had always made Alison feel better, until today.
She shrugged. “Just wanted to be alone and not have everyone looking at me, making me feel like s**t, any more than I do right now. If I stay in there, I’m going to end up saying something to Brady and Cassie. She has no idea I’m responsible for her being nearly killed. Did you see the bruises on her, her face, the cast on her arm? How long do
