When I got home, Ginny was parked in my driveway. I pulled in next to her and got out of the car. She followed me to my door. She tried to say something before we walked inside, but I shook my head. She obviously saw something because she clamped her mouth shut and followed me.
I went straight to the fridge and grabbed a beer. I offered one to her, but she shook her head. I flipped the tops off both of them and chugged one before I met her gaze.
“I’m a big girl, Micah. I can handle you breaking up with me.”
I shook my head. “I’m not.”
She laughed mirthlessly. “Well, we aren’t dating if you don’t call me for days, so what is this?”
I shook my head again. I stared into the sink as the beer soured in my stomach. I hadn’t felt right all week. Since I found out I had a kid who was sitting
