Seventy-Five: ReedI paced my room for a good half hour before we left for the Blacks'. There was a gift wrapped in purple paper with a gold bow sitting on my bed, and I had no idea whether or not to give it to Rowyn. Things had felt…forced, lately, between her and me, but at least there were actual things rather than nothing. I saw a girl at the mall wearing a t-shirt that made me think of her, and I immediately went home and ordered it. Now that I had to think about handing it to her though, it seemed like maybe we weren't there yet.
Screw it. I bought it; I was taking it. The worst that could happen was an awkward silence, and we'd already had plenty of those lately. My whole family packed into my dad's old diesel Volvo and headed to the party. I let myself really look at Rowyn when she
