When the sun began to set, Greer slid into the seat beside me. "Are you okay?" she whispered as she leaned her head against the seat.
I nodded. "Yeah. Are you?"
"Yeah," she replied as she looked away for a minute, thinking. Then, she turned back. "That song you wrote is beautiful. How did you come up with it?"
I shrugged. "A candlelit night I spent with Logan."
A familiar pain gripped my chest.
She nodded thoughtfully. "I thought so." Then, she looked into my eyes and raised her eyebrows. "Are you okay?"
I nodded. "I will be."
Greer forced a smile as she reached over and squeezed my hand. "If you need to talk, I'm here."
I nodded as I looked around, silently indicating everyone around us. "Maybe later."
Soon, everything grew quiet on the bus as night fell. The sound of the tires h
