Moving out of Blue Lake. Charging forward, toward building a new life in the city.“Running my ass,” she scoffed, shoving the last box into the trunk of her Mini Cooper. “I’m going to face every single one of my friends tonight.” Groaning, she pushed down on the lift gate, leaning on it with all her weight so it’d close. “Who’s running? Not me.”She stood in the street and drank in one long, last glance of Sweet Tooth Candy Shoppe. It’d been her home, her sanctuary. A symbol of the life she’d wanted to live with someone who didn’t want to be in her life anymore.“That’s fine,” she thought aloud. “I’ll make a new one. A better one.”Even as she said the words, she knew she’d miss this place. How long would it take the owner to fill the new lease, she wondered? Would the new shop owner do the place justice? Would they know that you had to adjust the stove twenty-five degrees hotter than the recipes allotted for? Or that the front door sticks in the winter?Trying not to think about it, Laney got in the car and drove up the road.
