The following day, Mum and I went out to pick a new car for me. I went with a sleek black SUV. It wasn’t a Mercedes GLE, but it was definitely an upgrade from the pink Honda Jeep I drove around London.
After filling it up at the gas station, we headed back home. Ever since the argument with Brian, I’d made a conscious effort to avoid him.
He’s barely ever home when his dad is around. Sometimes, I get the feeling that their relationship isn’t the best. Not that it’s any of my business, but I’ve never seen them have an actual conversation, let alone a warm one.
When we got home, Brian’s car wasn’t in the parking lot. Mum and I got out of our respective cars, and just as we were heading inside, we spotted Elliott in the garden.
I waved at him and went straight in, leaving Mum to go talk t
