The ride was slow and awkward from the beginning. Noah refused to look at me for longer than a second and I was too scared of being pushed away again if I tried to get too close. I decided to take a short nap and rested my head against the window. I closed my eyes but sleep never came. At one point I felt his hand against my cheek. A nearly imperceptible touch so maybe I imagined it.
When we got to the home, Ms. Davidson threw a fit of joy when she saw us. She apologized a hundred times to me and asked me a million questions about Emi and Jada. The poor woman seemed guiltier than me and I don’t know how that’s even possible.
She let me go take a much needed-not creepy shower and then she sat me and Noah in her office. She had me explain everything from the beginning, even how we met Cl
