Chapter 20
The drive back to Candlebark seemed to whiz by, the Benz gliding rather than bumping along. Every now and then, a sharp pang hit me. Had I done the right thing? What if they came and Mia hated them?
But I didn’t think that would happen. They were decent people, they were grieving, and they didn’t deserve another kick in the guts from me. The rabbit sat on the passenger seat, its shiny brown eyes looking out at the sky and the hills in the distance. It had long, floppy ears. Maybe I’d done it a disservice, too. Maybe it was a hare.
On the outskirts of Candlebark, I pulled over. I should go and pick up Mia, but I wasn’t quite ready. There was someone I wanted to talk to first. Scottie. I dredged his real first name out of my memory – Keith or maybe Kevin. The online White Pages
