Thirteen
Savannah
Leaving Grandma Dori and Juno behind, my mind slips into fix-it mode. Should I sleep on Juno’s couch or find somewhere else to stay? I could stay at Liam’s and make myself scarce, I guess. Knowing Grandma Dori, she’ll stay at Juno’s just to make sure I don’t return.
I drive around for a bit and eventually find myself heading down Liam’s long driveway. My gut twists at having to see him after last night, but there’s a conversation to be had between us. One that’s been looming for a long time. The longer we avoid it, the more often incidents like last night will happen.
One single headlight shines toward me, and I slow to a stop, knowing it’s him on his motorcycle. I rarely see him ride it. He stops, kills the engine, and straddles the bike next to my driver’s side wind
