Today was the last day before I headed off to university with Zander and Kinsley. The hunters and Yvaine were a memory burned into my mind. I tried not to let it bother me too much, but every time I drove, I thought about her in the passenger’s seat. Holding the gun. Jabbing it into my side. Shooting me. Whenever I thought of it too much, I called Everette and we talked. He made me laugh and move on from those sour thoughts.
“Are you sure you’re not coming?” I asked looking into those emerald eyes. We decided to go to the diner, as a last hurrah before Kinsley, Zander, and I headed off to Minneapolis.
He half smiled at me. “I’m sure.” He nodded before glancing at Kinsley and Zander. “I’ve got a lot to get done here.”
Kinsley gently elbowed me. “He’s not going to be far,” she said from b
