CHAPTER 33
The ten minutes that Ricky said it would take to make his next delivery turned into half an hour, and he still lingered in the first floor lobby of the Orchard Grove Family Medical Center a few more minutes before he found the nerve to head back up to his mom. Whatever Jillian’s aunt may or may not have said about last night, Ricky couldn’t do anything to change that. It was his own fault for thinking he could keep secrets so big in a town this small.
Oh, well. His one night out with Jillian had been great. Too bad his mom would never dream of allowing him to take her out on a second date.
But wait a minute. Hadn’t he been telling himself all week that he didn’t have to live like that anymore? Hadn’t his experience Sunday at church taught him there were more important things
