[Camden]
I don’t feel safe going to the corner store. Somewhere in public might be better, so I head to a big box store further up in this small town.
“Why did you want me to come with you?” Kendall asks, something odd in her tone.
“Maybe I’d miss you,” I mumble.
“Really?” she asks with a grin.
“No,” I confess, laughing. “I just worried that Marco might have someone waiting outside. I want you with me so I can protect you.”
“Of course,” she mutters. For a moment, I think she’s upset, but then she smiles, and the tension dissolves.
Kendall takes most things in stride. More and more, I’m seeing how different she is from Elora.
Inside, she grabs a cart, pushing it as I trail behind her, feeling like her shadow. We pile it high, racking up a ridiculous amount of groceries.
She picks
