Chapter 32On Friday morning, Kayla walked out of her apartment and noticed that most of the brilliantly hued leaves had fallen from the trees. The few that were left on branches were brown and dead. Kayla remembered how brilliant and vibrant the leaves had been a few weeks earlier. The whole thing resonated with her like a metaphor of her relationship with Missy.
As Kayla walked to her car in the parking lot, she heard someone call her name. Turning, she saw that it was a young man who lived in the same building. He had talked to Kayla several times in the parking lot or by the mail boxes, and she sensed that he was interested in her, but she had never encouraged him due to her relationship with Missy.
“Hey, Kayla,” he said. “A buddy of mine owns this small bar, and he is having a Hallow
