He wondered if she was thinking the same thing and remembering the nightmare of watching Hoby’s truck come up out of the water. He felt like cursing that whole day. Why had he talked about it being their first date? Now she would forever tie negative memories of Hoby’s dea...
I poured a glass of milk and unwrapped a strawberry Pop-Tart, but then I saw his truck creeping up the drive. In a peculiar way, I wanted to see him. I was mortified when I thought about the electric current that shot through me when we were swimming, but the way his eyes ...
Irritation spiraled in my rib cage as my paper plate rotated in the microwave. Most years, Momma and I spent Thanksgiving at Ansel and Velma’s crowded ranch house with my cousins and all their kids, but this year the Picketts had traveled to Tucumcari, New Mexico, to visit Ansel’s kinfolk instead...