Nolan doesn't pick me up the following morning, rather, it is Frank.

"They had somewhere really important to go." He explains as he opens the car door for me that morning.

All I do is nod silently and slide in. He begins the car immediately.

When I'm starting to think if Nolan has forgotten all about me, my phone buzzes in my palm.

He sends a text, telling how they had left for somewhere else early in the morning and would be back soon.

At school, my chest ...