RIVER
Lexi looked puzzled, her brows knitting as she shook her head. “I don’t know. My mom never mentioned anything like that. Not that she discusses students with me. She… never said anything.”
I nodded even though the thought lingered. Paige had a sharp tongue, but sometimes sharp tongues slipped truths. But why would Mrs. Wilson care about my education?
I didn’t want to push Lexi further, though. So instead, I asked, “Anywhere in particular you want to go?” She leaned back in her seat, her voice soft. “No. I just want to… get distracted.”
That was all I needed. My mind already knew where to take us. I told myself we’d drive out to Polace Bridge, a stretch of road that was part marvel and part miracle.
The bridge started out ordinary, with steel beams arching overhead in neat sil
