Chapter 29 Tessa
- Things get to a head a week later, after Greg drives me home from another late shift.
- "Shit," I cuss as I rummage in my backpack for my keys, hissing and blaming myself for being so forgetful. Because I always lose my keys in my bag, it always takes me forever to find them, but this time...
- I dig harder, sweat prickling on my lower back. God, I'm tired. Swaying on my feet.