Amy’s POV:
We got on the road very early; Connor didn’t look at me once and I could feel him withdrawing. I let him be, happy to go home.
We got into the truck, and I looked at the place where I had spent the last couple of weeks, and I actually felt sad to leave the place, somehow these mismatched people had managed to become my friends. I had grown close to some of the girls here and I really liked them. I saw Gina walk slowly out of the pack house with a huge smile on her face and I thought to myself I wouldn’t miss everybody. I found her disturbing and really odd. I watched as she disappeared behind the house and I hoped I would never lay eyes on her again. We started to drive, and I turned to stare at the disappearing houses, floating past me.
I heard Connor clear his throat “
