Juliette
Dead silence haunts the car.
We've not said a word to each other since we left our parents' house a few minutes ago. We're still shook from the news of the divorce. Even more shook from Dad's infidelity.
"Stop." I blurt out.
James stops the car.
I roll down the window in surprise. The lights are on. Her car is outside. Brooke is at home. My childhood best friend. But she said she'll be at work...
"Can you walk me to Brooke's house?" I ask my brother. "I think she's at home."
We leave Janet in the car.
James walks me to the front porch of the farmhouse. When Brooke's parents died, they left her everything including this huge house. She's the only child. I guess she never wanted to leave this small town because it meant leaving this house which harbors so many beautiful memo
