Chapter 9The following day, I was excited to get home in a way that I hadn’t been in a long time. Not that coming home to Rory didn’t have its benefits, but from a time even before Rory. Something felt different now and although I wasn’t quite sure why, or how, I knew the who of that difference. I wanted to get home and see Jeff—his smile, his eyes, his whole face. I wanted to laugh at the things he said, and say things that would make him laugh, and spend time with him, even if that time was nothing more than hanging around that ugly little place and doing nothing at all. I probably didn’t deserve it, after all I’d done, and I might not have felt worthy enough to expect to keep it, but I wanted it while I had it. Somehow, I’d missed noticing it for a long time, even though it had been sta
