Chapter Eight
Destiney
“Hannah, what am I going to do?”
“Oooh, you have an admirer, you need to go and find out who it is.”
“WHAT!? Are you crazy, I can’t go? I can’t deal with this s**t right now.”
“Why not? You clearly have someone who really likes you. Why not just go and find out who it is? You don’t have to accept them, just go, see what they have to say and then decide what to do.”
“Hannah, I can’t. What if they are some serial killers, stalker psychopath or something.”
“Des, I think you might be over-reacting just a little bit. If your so worried about it, I’ll go with you. I’ll hang back and just observe. Just to make sure nothing happens.”
“Hannah, this is crazy.”
She watches me mull over all this craziness and she looks at me with pity and sympathy. What if this
