Chapter 15I’d gotten a text from Juanito telling me he was in front of my apartment building. It had taken him quite a few hours, and because it hadn’t been snowing since before Christmas, I imagined he’d been speeding on the cleared-up roads. Since Miguel’s house was on the way, Juanito had picked him up first, and it had given them a chance to talk more.
On my way out, I dug through my jeans pocket and left my hand there for a moment, smiling widely with a huge lift in my heart. There was no way the size error was a coincidence. I realized it more than ever. It was meant to happen, and I was ready to surprise Miguel. I didn’t care how fast it was. I felt it was right, and I wanted to do it.
I left my apartment and exited the building. I hopped inside the backseat of Juanito’s dark-red
