Daisy

I've never felt so out of place in my life as we enter through the foyer. Jasper's hand is strong against my back, as he pushes me into the throng of people. Many are smiling at him and asking how he's doing. Jasper isn't comfortable, either. It's in the way he's half-answering, and not really paying attention to what is going on around him.

I'm trying to take it all in. This is the type of house I always thought I'd love when I was little, but now I get ...