Chapter 6Normally the fifteen minute drive between downtown and her house passed quickly. But worry made it seem like they were driving a coast-to-coast highway, all the familiar landmarks and street signs right where they should have been, yet somehow oddly out of place. At first, Allie tried to keep up the conversation, interrupting her ramble about some of her other favorite shows to inquire about a turn here or there, eventually giving up when all Sage gave was directions. Sage tugged the fabric of her pants. How bad was Fred hurt? Why hadn’t he called her when it happened? Did he want to avoid panicking her? Because he’d failed.
Completely.
Finally, after what Sage could have sworn was an hour, a glance at the dashboard revealing the drive took its standard amount of time, they pull
