Corey
Neither of us said a word as we left Hank’s house. All I felt was despair. Hank’s reaction had been far worse than I could have imagined. I had known Hank would freak out, but hearing him call us insane, seeing the look of disgust in his eyes, it had crushed whatever hope I had felt. Jack drove us to my place, but the silence stretched on. Both of us were lost in thought. Both of us probably felt rejected. The tension was heavy between us, and I had no idea what to do or say. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, but it wouldn’t go away. The ache in my chest felt like it was too much. It was as if I was losing Hank all over again. As if the possibility of fixing things had just slipped through my fingers. As soon as Jack pulled into my driveway, I couldn’t hold it back anymore.
