“I spent the entire drive to Tucson listening to Sarah preach to me about what I needed to do. “You HAVE to tell him,” she said, a million times, in a million ways. But why did I have to tell him now? I mean, I know. I have to tell him. But it didn’t have to be tonight. I just wanted to enjoy our blissful innocence for a little bit longer. And I didn’t want to yank everything out from under him yet, either. I wanted to wait, just to make sure. Wait for my appointment, perhaps. I’d spent the last... 24 hours sick and bouncing between reality and my make-believe world where my problems went away. And now I was consumed with finding a way to hide the anxiety on my face. The last thing I needed was Sarah’s constant bringing-it-back-to-the-forefront. Reed pulled me away from my thoughts as he grabbed my hand and led me out to the dance floor at Cooler’s. The place was really a dive bar, but it had such a huge following and was always packed. The dance floor was a giant stretch of polished concrete; the graffiti that decorated it had been sealed in place by the glaze on the floor.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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