~Joan~

We arrived at Aaron's house eventually, and he pulled into the driveway. After my outburst in the car, I’d kept silent, and Aaron hadn’t tried starting a conversation either, though I could feel him glancing at me every few seconds.

I’d been to Aaron’s house once before and had sworn I’d never step foot in it again. Rhoda and I had crashed his birthday party, and it hadn’t exactly gone well. Yet here I was, eating my own words and stepping out of his car.

The weather wasn’t ...