The "Welcome to RoseWater Creek" sign looks smaller than I remember.
I'm gripping the steering wheel too tight, my knuckles white as I pass the town limits. It's been months since I've been back, since summer, since before everything with Cameron, since before Zeke and I found our way back to each other for real this time.
My phone buzzes in the cupholder.
**Zeke:** *Just passed the sign. You close?*
**Me:** *About ten minutes out. Meet at my place?*
**Zeke:** *Already heading there.*
I take a deep breath and force myself to relax my grip. This is just Thanksgiving break. Five days at home. Five days with Zeke in the town where everything started, where everything fell apart, where we somehow found each other again despite all the reasons we shouldn't have.
Five days to prove that w
