Chapter Five
Aaron was halfway to Town Hall before he realized it was kind of ridiculous to have driven. It was a six-minute drive. Dozens of people in their wedding best were walking along Main Street as he slowly drove past. He parked in the lot behind Town Hall, walked past that building and a small amphitheater, wondering why the wedding wasn’t set up on the stage. Instead, he arrived at several rows of chairs laid out, with a gazebo at the front. He was glad, because he could take a seat in the back row without walking past the assembled guests.
He wasn’t the most social of individuals. Hence the hiding at his house for months, making no effort to meet or engage with the community. As a teen, he’d learned that trying to conform to what his parents expected of him was going to destro
