TEN
The feeling of unseen eyes prickled at the back of her neck as she meandered toward the pub.
For a half second, Sage debated whether or not she should just turn around and go home, but the reality was, this was her life. She could either live it, or hide from it. Affliction or not, she couldn’t hide from the world. She needed to be around people, not wallowing in self-pity alone in her home. Much better to eat her feelings in the form of chocolate cake.
Julie’s truck sat in the parking lot, a cute little pickup bedazzled with bumper stickers from every concert she’d attended. The thought of a familiar face affirmed her decision to come out, even if she had a stalker watching her from the shadows.
“Luke, I already said you could join me,” Sage called out, hoping she was right.
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