The journey feels endless, and the driver does not attempt conversation. Luckily Jake always insists I carry cash for emergencies, and his generosity means it’s more than I realized was even in my purse. It warms me a little knowing he put it there should I ever be caught somewhere desperate for assistance, that I had money to use. It makes me feel even more wretched for hurting him this way, for letting him think I would do that. I’m an idiot. I know this and try his phone for the ...