Chapter 41 The Coffee Shop 2
- The rush of wind against my skin, the hum of the engine, the freedom—it was exhilarating. I lost track of time, just like Dad had predicted, too caught up in the ride and the city’s twinkling lights.
- I only realized my thirty minutes were up when my phone rang.
- "Brianna, where are you?" Dad’s voice came the moment I picked up.