Carla stood propped against the white wall with her eyes closed. It looked like she was praying, and I felt awkward just standing there. I should've been the one praying. After all, I was the one blowing my second chance.
A few nurses hurried past us, going into different rooms down the hall. Shifting my weight, I watched Carla's eyes open as she looked at me. "Explain."
I sighed. "Abby and I just . . . Hit a bit of a rough patch, and she decided not to ride with me today."
She looked to the floor. "I'm going back to be with her now."
Nodding, I knew she wanted to be left alone, so I headed to the waiting room. At first, I just thought of myself as someone who walked into an already messed up situation, but now I wasn't so innocent. Even though I wasn't the on
