Chapter Ten
SITTING IN HER car, she stared at the front of Starbucks, debating within herself if she should just start her car back up and get the hell out of there. She couldn’t believe she had allowed her father to talk her into meeting Vince for coffee. There were so many other things she should be doing. To be honest, there were many things she would rather be doing. This was a mistake she had already made once. So, why was she making it again?
God, she wished she knew.
With a deep breath, she opened her car door and stepped into the past.
She was crying, but then again when wasn’t she crying. She had shed tears for the past year, ever since the plane crash destroyed her family. Vince Andrews had been there, a constant support for everything she was going through. He held her when
