Chapter 5I didn’t hear much from Justin over the next two days, specifically not whether he was going to actually show up or not, but I tried not to think about it as I set up for the gathering. “Tried” being the operative word, because as usual, Justin was never far from my mind.
At eight-seventeen, Justin’s text tone chimed from my pocket and I scrambled to dig it out, nearly fumbling in the process. My fingers shook as I swiped up to get the message.
Justin: I’m outside. Come get me?
I raced for the front door, but paused when I reached it, hand on the knob, and took a deep breath so I didn’t startle him. He was here, and I didn’t want to scare him away with my enthusiasm. Without bothering to put on shoes, I stepped outside onto the front porch.
A late-model dark blue sedan I didn’
