Laura “What did you just say?” Jason asked while still driving the car along the wide roads of Manhattan. “Did Anne meet that boy again?” He was looking at me confused, almost not believing my words. “At least that’s what Amber Morton told me on the call,” I replied, nodding. “What nonsense is th
Annie “If you don't want your parents to separate us again, then let's run away,” Peter was saying to me as he looked at me with expression. I gasped inaudibly, feeling my heart pounding in my rib cage. "R-run away…?" I stammered as I felt the weight of those words, my eyes fixed on his. He took
Annie Peter pressed his index finger to his lips in a gesture of silence, and then we squatted closer against the kitchen pillar. My parents were going up the stairs to the top floor together with Amber, while the younger woman kept talking to hide her embarrassment. But my parents were stiff as th
Laura I saw Jason approaching where I was there in front of the building where Amber Morton's apartment was right after Annie left with Nancy's child. “Are you okay, darling?” I asked, my face scrunched up in an expression of concern. I approached him, linking my arms with his. He was panting af
Laura “Oh my God, Jason and Laura. We are very sorry for all the embarrassment you are going through right now,” was Nancy's voice coming from the other end of the line. She looked apprehensive and worried. Jason and I were already in the car at this point. “I usually work out, and my wife always
Anne “Holly crap! Why is this car so painful to drive?” Peter complained while still behind the wheel of my car, driving down the road. "Because it's a car made just for a girl?” I replied with a mocking tone. “The problem isn’t the car, it’s you. You're too tall, honey,” I said, as I was fixing m
Annie The plan was to go to Denver by car, and for that, we had to settle for about 26 hours on the road. That trip had everything to be a great bore, but incredibly, there was nothing boring when Peter was around me. He and I simply had no reason to turn around and obey our parents for what they
Annie Peter and I were in the car as we got closer and closer to the patrol car in front of us. The police officer had the traffic lights up, indicating that we had to pull over. I swallowed hard when Peter did this, the gun in my pink purse felt heavy, as if it carried the full weight of my guilt.