Chapter 9
Isabelle wasn’t used to leaving school this early. The air had grown quite chilly over the last few days, and the meteorologists were saying they might have their first snow by Thanksgiving. While Isabelle was looking forward to the break from school, she wasn’t in any hurry for fall to be over. She loved everything about the Christmas season, sometimes even the snow, but this time of year, when the air was crisp and smelled of burning leaves and apple cider, that’s when she really felt alive.
Even if Casey hadn’t been leaning against the hood of his red sports car, she would’ve known that was where she was headed. The other cars in the parking lot looked domesticated compared to the flashy red car. A mixture of minivans and SUVs, mostly used to herd soccer teams or school proj
