Natalie

“You sure Gauge wants to see us?” Trinity asks as we park at the rehab center.

“Of course he wants to see us,” I assure her, turning my car off. I grab my purse before getting out and waiting for her to do the same. We meet at the back, next to the trunk, before we start walking to the entrance. “Who wouldn’t want to see us. I mean, we’re joyful people to have around.”

She giggles, holding my hand as we cross the street. “We are joyful. ...