Adam had been the only friend of Brent’s that she’d connected with. She’d been able to talk with him in a way she hadn’t with Brent because, born and raised on the high end of society, her ex-boyfriend couldn’t fathom the poorer side of middle class that Aelissm had known growing up. Aelissm didn’t doubt Adam felt nearly as out of place as she had, but he also wanted what Brent had. She didn’t.
“Whatever you’re thinking about, stop,” June said as she unhooked her seat belt.
“Yes, mother,” Aelissm retorted.
Abruptly, she realized she’d pulled up in front of her grandparents’ house, though she couldn’t recall the last ten miles of the drive. Her grandmother greeted them on the porch, and Luke came out right behind her and ran to June.
“I’m sorry I’m late, sweetie,” June told him. She lea
