Sassy was there, though, catalogues in hand. We went through them for a while and I picked out what I needed, most of it against Sassy’s advice. We had very different tastes in clothes. But I did let her talk me into wearing mascara, perfume, and a pair of her black boots for my date, though I st...
I’d just finished erasing Jo Hanna’s memory of everything I’d told her about him. It had been hard to leave her behind, but leaving my parents would be ten times worse. Hopefully, my unnatural obsession with Enock would get me through it as it had everything else. We walked slowly up my driveway ...