MorganMy phone buzzes and the name flashing on the screen sends a jolt of nervous energy down my spine.
Isla.
IslaI take a deep breath and tap the screen to view the message, half-hoping she’s texting me to let me know she can’t make it. It would certainly make things a lot easier. A lot more clear cut. Because anytime her name appears on my phone screen, I get this strange heart-fluttering feeling. Weird, right?
Hey! Just letting you know we’re leaving now. Can’t wait to see you soon! :)
Hey! Just letting you know we’re leaving now. Can’t wait to see you soon! :) I guess that answers my question.
My dad, along with Isla and her mom, are on their way to Seattle to stay with me this weekend. It’s been a year since that night at our parents’ house, and while we’ve seen each other
