The car ride doesn’t last long before they pull into town. They take all the right turns and seem to be taking me home. I breathe out a sigh of relief, but then dread clenches at my heart.

Why am I really doing this?

I’ve never been one to run before and I hate the idea of doing it, yet I can’t seem to stop myself. I blow out a long breath before returning my gaze outside the window. We’re in my dad’s neighborhood and I’ll be in the driveway in a matter of seconds.

As soon as that ...