It had been a little over an hour that had passed since Savannah Maxwell had been dropped off at the dance. She had made it all the way to the front doors before she realized she couldn't do it. There were so many people in there, and the music was so loud and hectic. It made her head whirl a little so she'd passed on the dance. But instead of going home, she walked over to the benches. She had called a takeout order for her parents shortly before leaving the house.
They'd been so good with her and with Annie lately. They deserved to have some time off to relax, so she had planned them a date night. They could have dinner in the candlelight and just be together for a little while.
She sat on the bench, arms crossed over her waist as she looked down at her shoes. How silly she'd been for
