It's sunset when we get home.
I step out of the car and stare at my parents' house.
It's still a huge house with hammocks outside and a gorgeous garden in the backyard. A feeling of nostalgia washes through me as I stare at the building filled with so many memories. I can't help but think what would've happened if I never left...
Noah is pulling Billie's suitcase out of the trunk of her car. Jack and I didn't carry any suitcases. He carried a little backpack. I carried my handbag. It's not like we are going to stay here for long.
I'm surprised my parents are not outside waiting for us. They knew I was coming with my friends (Billie insisted she wanted to come and meet my parents). The house is oddly still and quiet as we walk to the porch. The only sound is the wheels of the suitcase a
