“I'm sorry. Paul was just saying something to me.” Ashley apologized as she got into the car.

“Right. I was beginning to get worried.” DJ said, holding the door to the car for her.

She smiled apologetically to him. He shut the door, rounded up to the driver side and got in.

Forty-five minutes later, they were parked in front of DJ’s parent's house.

Unlike the last time, the building was very familiar this time. She recalled the first time ever she had been here. Then, it was as ...