Caroline

Nervousness causes my leg to jump up and down as he drives us wherever it is we’re going. There’s no console in the middle of the truck, and I want desperately to move across the bench seat, but I don’t want to do that until he invites me to. We’re driving through downtown Harper Valley in silence, because neither one of us will break this f*cking ice.

Until I can’t take it anymore. “So where are we headed?”

He chuckles, running a ...