Chapter 52

• The air really was different up north.
• It was much crisper, with a faint scent of pine from the forest that lined the highways. With the car window open, the cool breeze whipped Rowen’s hair and kissed his face. It was a clear day in mid-May with no sun at 71 degrees. It was a perfect spring afternoon.
• His gaze wandered to the passenger seat, where a leather folder lay beside him. The folder contained Hayleigh’s diploma, who hadn’t been able to make it to her graduation. The school could’ve easily mailed it to her parents’ home upstate, but he wanted to personally deliver it.